Testo Owls

Sitting under the lonely oak… we’ve been friends, a while now
We aren’t here alone; I’ve been followed by this strange white owl
He tends to taunt and stare with eyes, a deep dark red
Fly he will, he’ll be back, his nest is in my head.

Wherever I go the owl and me, but that’s not what the world will see
I think Its has a hold a hold of me
That day I met a girl she had a bird just like mine
I said “who is that” she said “no-body it’s fine”
She started to cry, so did I, we don’t know why
We both sang our songs, explaining what was wrong

Wherever I go the owl and me, but that’s not what the world will see
I think Its has a hold a hold of me

Like the wood it was silent, with words that spoke on broken wings
Speak up my friend the time to be heard is now

Singing, Come here my friend, we have our own wings now, fly…
We’re in control, we are the birds here now, fly
Singing, Come here my friend, we have our own wings now, fly…
We’re in control, we are the birds here now, fly
Wherever I go the owl and me, but that’s not what the world will see
I think Its has a hold a hold of me
Now that we know my dear, you have nothing to fear
The world is ours that much is clear
I Love the promise that you will be here