Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Ceiling , by - The Wild Feathers. Song from the album The Wild Feathers, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 08.08.2013
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
The Ceiling |
| Wood burnin' up on the hill |
| Cedar drawer full of pills, and it’s quiet |
| Like snow through the tree |
| And I did what I did |
| And I didn’t mean anything |
| Where you come from and where you go |
| Who you talk to and who you know |
| When you’re lying in fields of green |
| Well I did what I did |
| And I didn’t mean anything |
| The sunrise, dry eyes, red morning |
| Smoke stacks, old hats, I’m still learning |
| I don’t know how I got this far down |
| Where’s the ceiling? |
| Her eyes are wide open right out of her head |
| 'Cause she’s cleared of a crime that she could not commit |
| Well I did what I did |
| And I’d do it all over again |
| I remember everything |
| Little girl learning to sing 'cause she’s crying all over me |
| Well I did what I did, and I didn’t mean anything |
| Her eyes are wide open right out of her head |
| 'Cause she’s cleared of a crime that she could not commit |
| Well I did what I did |
| And I’d do it all over again |
| We should be easy |