Lyrics A Kid Called Dreamer - Birds In Row

A Kid Called Dreamer

We were born where boredom’s been sanctified
And hope wears the same dust than all roads outgoing
I’m sick of waiting
Sick of living in this apathy
Tonight’s the night, the mounts will give up
No need for muscles when you have a beating heart
This is the story of not already broken dreams
War’s not over, I’ve just found the flag
And I don’t stand for the resigned one
Maybe it could leave me happy
Maybe it could leave me broken
One thing is sure: it won’t leave me
Ignorant
And if I have one fear
It’s to lay on regrets
With no way to sleep
Before the sunset
Haunted by souvenirs
Of days spent hoping
That life ain’t useless
For a kid still dreaming
Life won’t build me no jail