Her Name Is Calla - Navigator lyrics

In the belly of a bird, I travelled across the sea; Nothing sounded more peaceful, Than the white noise of saltwater. To every bird his song, To every man his wrong I made you a promise, I would come back; A hypocrite holds her words. As wrong as I was, and as good as you were, It's still not enough To every bird his song, To every man his wrong Choke on words.