Текст песни
Текст песни: I found a feather on the windowsill
Gray as the morning, soft and still
The rain was tapping a waltz on the glass
I held it close, let the moment pass
They say I'm too much in my head
Too busy dancing with the dead
But darling, don't you understand?
I'm just collecting grains of sand
Oh, I'm a porcelain bird in a golden cage
Singing songs from a different age
They wanna fix me, wanna make me right
But I was born to break the light
I wear my grandmother's old perfume
It fills the hallway, it fills the room
She used to say, "Child, don't you hide
The strangest flowers grow wild"
So let them whisper, let them stare
I'll braid my hair with threads of air
I'm not broken, I'm not wrong
I'm just a different kind of song
Oh, I'm a porcelain bird in a golden cage
Singing songs from a different age
They wanna fix me, wanna make me right
But I was born to break the light
And if I fade into the mist
Just know I lived, just know I kissed
The mouth of every passing dream
I built my world from silk and steam
Yes, I'm a porcelain bird, and I'm not afraid
To sing my truth, to bend, to fade
They'll never catch me, never chain the flight
Of a girl born to break the light
Born to break
Born to break the light
Gray as the morning, soft and still
The rain was tapping a waltz on the glass
I held it close, let the moment pass
They say I'm too much in my head
Too busy dancing with the dead
But darling, don't you understand?
I'm just collecting grains of sand
Oh, I'm a porcelain bird in a golden cage
Singing songs from a different age
They wanna fix me, wanna make me right
But I was born to break the light
I wear my grandmother's old perfume
It fills the hallway, it fills the room
She used to say, "Child, don't you hide
The strangest flowers grow wild"
So let them whisper, let them stare
I'll braid my hair with threads of air
I'm not broken, I'm not wrong
I'm just a different kind of song
Oh, I'm a porcelain bird in a golden cage
Singing songs from a different age
They wanna fix me, wanna make me right
But I was born to break the light
And if I fade into the mist
Just know I lived, just know I kissed
The mouth of every passing dream
I built my world from silk and steam
Yes, I'm a porcelain bird, and I'm not afraid
To sing my truth, to bend, to fade
They'll never catch me, never chain the flight
Of a girl born to break the light
Born to break
Born to break the light
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