Now and then behind the rows
Of pearly teeth and fashion clothes
She sees them in the mirror-tiles
Trying on their latest smiles
Light and warmth from spotlight beams
Convincing them their nightmare is a dream
Now and then when they're at rest
Flocked in sleep and cuckoos' nests
Feeling safe no need to hide
She opens doors and windows wide
And poised upon her painted claws
She streches out her gaudy wings and soars
Far away borne by the wind
She roams the sky
No one to say
Too low
Too high
Or count the lonely miles that she has flown
This world is hers alone
But then again behind the rows
She feels the piercing looks of those
Who watch her every move in case
She happens to forget her place
Who sum her up
Deny her flight
Aim their words and shoot her down on sight
Far away borne by the wind
She roams the sky
No one to say
Too low
Too high
Or count the lonely miles that she has flown
This world is hers alone
Far away borne by the wind
She roams the sky
No one to say
Too low
Too high
Or count the lonely miles
Far away borne by the wind
She roams the sky
No one to say
Too low
Too high
Or count the lonely miles that she has flown
This world is hers alone
Far away
Far away
Writer(s): Silje Nergaard, Michael Mcgurk
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