If I could soar above the endless sea for weeks
I'd avoid the bull that interrupts my peace
Never would've guessed that when I dreamed
Would be the only
Time for me to feel any sort of freedom
My two feet
Become the claws that take
What they want for the keeping
I can finally bend to my own will
Then
It feels like my time's been wasted yet again
On ones that use me for my money
They call themselves my friends
That bull it knows I'm weak it smells and sees my blood
I wish my mother was still here she'd know how to help me out
Never would've guessed that when I dreamed
Would be the only
Time for me to feel any sort of freedom
My two feet
Become the claws that take
What they want for the keeping
I can finally bend to my own will now
So
Save me from the long pursuit of trying to control
My future just belongs to me and no one else
I've struggled
Through a lot of sleepless nights and arguments
I'm ready
For a change
I'm waiting for a change
I'm waiting for my
Body to reform soon and take flight
credits
from Bull & Eagle,
track released August 12, 2016
Special thanks to: Joe Machado
Sweden's Catharina Jaunviksna, aka Badlands, creates gently glowing '80s-inspired pop - think of it as new wave in pastel rather than neon. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 2, 2021