The World Retreats - David O'Dowda

Hold by confide among the stars

We could be the lucky ones

If we could only never take

Fly low dear

dance beneath the trees

If only we had oxygen

and we begin to breath

And we can watch

While the beauty takes it’s toll

And we can stop

While the world retreats

Fly low dear

Fix yourself alive

We could be the wealthy ones

if we could only emigrate

These walls could close in by the light

Everything is down again

and everything can flight

And we can watch

While the beauty takes it’s toll

When we can stop

While the world retreats