Burning Years - Story Of The Year

It’s not what you have said, its what you have done

To let this come between us

Your right, without a fight

This might be worth it to you and in the process gotten to me

I think that nothing can fly

With this broken wing

There’s so much to hold on to now

Nothing can fly, with this broken wing

So here’s a gift, in this feather

You’ve gone to far

Left standing alone

Lets sort this out together

Your right, without a fight

This might be worth it to you and in the process gotten to me

I think that nothing can fly

With this broken wing

There’s so much to hold on to now

Nothing can fly, with this broken wing

So here’s a gift, in this feather

From this house of our friendship shut the door

Light the match, throw behind you and walk away

These ashes

These ashes

These ashes burn!

I think that nothing can fly

With this broken wing

There’s so much to hold on to now

Nothing can fly, with this broken wing

So here’s a gift, in this feather

Nothing can fly, with this broken wing

So here’s a gift, in this feather