Madeline from Birdfeeder by Ghost Tiger

Don't stop stretching
You never thought you'd make it past your toes
But there you go
Proving yourself wrong again

Don't stop talking
What a pretty little voice that you have
But there you go
Saying nothing at all

Oh and me, I've been sleeping on trains
So throw me in your machine
I need some soap to get clean
Oh, It's been more than a while
Since I felt the fire, that burning desire to sing

But those words you write to me in the night
They're a twisted nest where I lay to rest til it's time
Oh Madeline

Don't stop searching
You never thought you'd make it past your door
But there you go
Off to some foreign shore

Don't stop dreaming
What a pretty little face that you have
But there you go
Stuffing leaves in a bag

Oh and me, I've been sleeping on trains
So throw me in your machine
I need some soap to get clean
Oh, It's been more than a while
Since I felt the fire, that burning desire to sing

And I cannot wait just to see your face
As the morning light drinks that midnight blue from your eyes
Oh Madeline

• Ghost-Modern Rock
• Rock
• Santa Barbara