Unfolded
Hands like a bird on the inside
Open the window it's not flying out
I'm like the beak on it
Flew into the glass and it hurts to speak out
So I stopped, now starting, my words are surprising
And everything I say's a shock to you
Wish I knew sooner too, or knew how to say it
Cause this gentle unfolding inside me
Has come out unfolded
A map that you're trying to read in the wind
You can't see me over the edges
The paper is tearing
Your patience is wearing thin
Hands like a steeple, the steeplejack's climbing
Whole life in a body suspended mid-air
No-one to catch you, it's nobody's job to
And I'm on the ground, nothing I can do
Wish I knew sooner too, or knew how to say it
Cause this gentle unfolding inside me
Has come out unfolded
A map that you're trying to read in the wind
You can't see me over the edges
The paper is tearing
Your patience is wearing thin
Rather the truth than living a lie
It's gonna hurt now for both you and I
Wanna say it's hurting me more than you
But we both know
We both know
That's simply not true
Hands like a bird on the inside
Open the window it's not flying out
I'm like the beak on it
Flew into the glass and it hurts to speak out
So I stopped, now starting, my words are surprising
And everything I say's a shock to you
Wish I knew sooner too, or knew how to say it
Cause this gentle unfolding inside me
Has come out unfolded
A map that you're trying to read in the wind
You can't see me over the edges
The paper is tearing
Your patience is wearing thin
Open the window it's not flying out
I'm like the beak on it
Flew into the glass and it hurts to speak out
So I stopped, now starting, my words are surprising
And everything I say's a shock to you
Wish I knew sooner too, or knew how to say it
Cause this gentle unfolding inside me
Has come out unfolded
A map that you're trying to read in the wind
You can't see me over the edges
The paper is tearing
Your patience is wearing thin
Hands like a steeple, the steeplejack's climbing
Whole life in a body suspended mid-air
No-one to catch you, it's nobody's job to
And I'm on the ground, nothing I can do
Wish I knew sooner too, or knew how to say it
Cause this gentle unfolding inside me
Has come out unfolded
A map that you're trying to read in the wind
You can't see me over the edges
The paper is tearing
Your patience is wearing thin
Rather the truth than living a lie
It's gonna hurt now for both you and I
Wanna say it's hurting me more than you
But we both know
We both know
That's simply not true
Hands like a bird on the inside
Open the window it's not flying out
I'm like the beak on it
Flew into the glass and it hurts to speak out
So I stopped, now starting, my words are surprising
And everything I say's a shock to you
Wish I knew sooner too, or knew how to say it
Cause this gentle unfolding inside me
Has come out unfolded
A map that you're trying to read in the wind
You can't see me over the edges
The paper is tearing
Your patience is wearing thin
Credits
Writer(s): Victoria De La Harpe
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