Clay Birds from Sky City by Amason

Clay birds
On the wire
Wind blows
For days days days

The tape rolls
Fly higher
Out of control
Waste waste waste

Oh afraid to go
If you don’t row there’ll
Be no living at all
Oh afraid to call
The kind of low that has
No meaning at all

Gotta find a piece
And I am forever bound
Forever leaving
Oh afraid to go
If you don’t row there’ll
Be no living at all

Day falls
I don’t know it
Any luck
On your wild catch

Dying to know
Of your fake loving
Don’t hold such
Waste waste waste

Oh afraid to go
If you don’t row there’ll
Be no living at all
Oh afraid to call
The kind of low that has
No meaning at all

Gotta find a piece
And I am forever bound
Forever leaving
Oh afraid to go
If you don’t row there’ll
Be no living at all

• Alternative
• Swedish pop
• alternative pop
• indie pop
• Sweden