Flock of Hearts

Will there come a time
When we won't have to worry
Every single day

And is it a crime
To live inside every emotion
In a single breath

So flock of hearts
Beating their wings
Through the blood red sky
To the clouds where they dine with the king

You're way out of line
Asleep at the wheel of fortune
On your lucky day

In a palace of sound
I was trapped in a man's body
With a child's mind

So flock of hearts
Beating their wings
Through the blood red sky
To the clouds where they dine with the king



Credits
Writer(s): Lukasz Buda, William John Dryden Ricketts, Richard Laurance Singleton, Thomas Callwood, Samuel Flynn Scott, Warner Edward Emery, Conrad Wedde
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