Every heart sings like a bird in harmony,
Yet every melody hides the sorrow.
Every man who doesn’t sing is cold,
But have you ever thought their tune is too painful to hum?
Watching the world everyone has their own,
Yet the love they want they can’t accept.
They don’t deserve it, they’re not worthy of it.
But have you ever thought their silence is their repentance?
It’s the beautiful birds that make us smile
That are bleeding pain from their veins.
The ones that protect their friends.
They are the ones with broken wings...