Lyrics

Tired Wings
We can’t make it
Life got complicated
We’re lying dead on the side of the road
You’re Grandfathers ghost moves the Ouija board
Telling us stories about the War

It’s like nobody really knows
Like the record got stuck on the beat
In the club where nobody goes

Tired Wings
We can’t take it
We’re tired of always faking
But we’ll summon the strength for one more show

It’s like nobody really sees
Like their hearts got stuck on a beat
But I still believe

Let rain wash down on the river of your soul