Macan band

--- He rose and flew, slipped off my shoulder, My orange bird I sang to in whispers of lullabies. You said you'd stay with me forever and ever, But I pray it’s a dream—I'm losing my mind. You broke my heart, what more do you seek? Let me go, I can’t breathe, I’m weak. I hit the ground, shattered within, Oh God, come and gather the pieces again. I watched for you while you drifted away, I healed your wounds to see you someday Spread your wings, to soar through the skies— Yet your eyes never saw the hand by your side. It was my hand that touched your wing, But your heart pulled back, left me trembling. My orange dove, so swift, so free, How easily you slipped away from me. One winter’s day I saw you there, Lonelier than me, tired of this cruel world’s stare. Seeing you brought me to life once more— But as I healed you, my hands felt sore, Empty, broken, nothing to hold— And my soul grew weary, weary and cold. So God be with you, my orange flame, Though my heart will never be the same. You broke my heart, what more do you seek? Let me go, I can’t breathe, I’m weak. I hit the ground, shattered within, Oh God, come and gather the pieces again. #москва