Flutter - Jun Miyake

The sky is diamonds when you poke it through

The sky is diamonds when you’re weeping

Pour them over till you mend the wound

Cold to touch they tend the fever

Diamonds pour over me

Leave me empty I’m a broken cup

Drained of living in the moment

Diamonds pour out of me

Oh, broken wing if I coud tie you on my back

I’d pull myself up to the sky and learn to fly

I’d live my whole life again

Oh, broken wing

I’ve barely lifted off the ground

You’ve kept me hovering around

The same old rise

I guess you’ll never let me go free

Sweet memory please let me go

Sweet memory don’t linger

I would swallow all the choke down

I would follow you and plummet

When you fly to the moon

Oh, broken wing if I coud tie you on my back

I’d pull myself up to the sky and learn to fly

I’d live my whole life again

Oh, broken wing

I’ve barely lifted off the ground

You’ve kept me hovering around

The same old rise

I guess you’ll never let me go free

This broken wing

Will never beat the wind again

Will never cradle soft lit nights

Will never race, will never raise a cup in hand

I broke my wing before I knew that I could fly

Before I held onto a breath

And struck out hard

The sky must bear the night alone again