Windowsill (Stripped)

Burned out my mind's eye, pushed as far as it would go
Walked from the highstreets to a ditch that no one knows
Made my way back, I scratched the soils of the earth
Between hidden divisions and a blindness to the desert

But they never really caught me
My gut says they never will
Last time I checked I was still standing
Always on some windowsill

Burned bright like a comet but afraid of where I'd land
Being human was a blur, just too many demands
But the wings that I melted, they could grow back again
The night's still not over, the wheel is still in spin

But they never really caught me
My gut says they never will
Last time I checked I was still standing
Always on some windowsill

Yeah they never really caught me
My gut says they never will
Last time I checked I was still standing
Always on some windowsill



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Writer(s): Doug Sheridan
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