Fall like a flower from you bubbling wingsnI am trapped in an hour and lowly I swingnTo a branch on the edge of the water springs where you tire.nnI will be fine when the lamb comes around nI will wrap myself in a red-whitened gown to be free.nI don't see the endnBitterness, my friendnIs done.nI don't need to send thoughts away anymore.nnLife washes over my head by the mile nI am burried in sandnYour cities of fire tumble downnnI will be fine when the lamb comes around nI will wrap myself in a red-whitened gown to be free.nI don't see the endnBitterness, my friendnIs done.nI don't need to send thoughts away anymore.n