Bison
Cameron Kinney
Beast makes room for a little bird
Why must we feel big in a little world
Soon enough we return to one
I'll fall right through the
I'm coming out of my cage
I use this time to meditate
I'm blinded by the day
Who says I can't make the change
Sweet
But it's not so sweet
I'm drowning
In this place alone
We are so little
(Feel real)
Why must we feel so big
We are a virus at best
We could be
Oh we could be a machine
But we
We settle
We settle
For less
But we don't need anyone
We don't need anyone
No
We don't sleep anymore
We don't need anymore
Sun
Through the sun
I fall through the sun
(She is leaving)
Through the sun
I fall through the sun
I fall through the hole in the sky up above
(She is leaving)
Through the sun
(Home)
