Bluebird - Beach House

Light that comes up

On the ceiling

My mouth

And these arms

Hold the feeling

Even I can’t control my nature

If they should come up much before you

I would not ever try to capture you

Bluebird, where you gonna go now?

Lead me to the gallows

Where out corner my eye

There’s something

It’s pulling me back from nothing

From nothing

If they should come up much before you

I would not ever try to capture you

Bluebird, where you gonna go now?

Scenes change

Before they are over

Before they are over