Lyrics Behind the Clouds - Lags

Behind the Clouds

Watching birds behind the clouds
I always forget flying is not all that counts
The shape of a veer means more than the flight path
The color of plumage distracts you from the real purpose
Cracked bones is the sound
Of a note that’s always out of tune
Cracked bones is the sound
Of a note that’s always out of tune
Cracked bones is the sound
Of a note that’s always out of tune
Cracked bones is the sound
Of a note that’s always out of tune