Fly little bird

And there comes a time, when you knock all your walls to the ground, and bare yourself naked to the crowd. Doesn’t matter anymore if the judges are watching with anger eyes while you dance naked in the sky. Your wild breath is what keeps you alive. Running like a wolf through the jungle at night, lost on the whispers of grasshopper's voices in the dark.

Let go of your fantasies, bubbles floating in the air, if you still don't know who you are, there is no reason in persisting on this crazy search for something that can make you feel alive.Breath deeper, surrender your fears and face the stranger that stares at you in your mirror. Is better to be hated than be loved by what you are not. You are not.

Let go, let go, let go

Let, go, let go, let go

Little bird fly, fly, fly

Little bird

Life in the fast track always seems so hazed to my bright eyes. Memories and victories, losses and pain, they all sit together on my treasure box in the rain, while wild birds are flying around in circles, predicting the storm.Thunder come and go, and strong winds always come to make me fly higher, higher, higher in the sky.

Let go, let go, let go

Beautiful eagle its now your time to fly.