Nedelle - Winged Can lyrics

I must disguise and muffle my sighs Pour me some wine so all is right We can't deny our love has no spine The higher we fly the less we hide How're you faring? Oh it's harrowing for me Stop despairing Could be windfall at our feet Come hither, commiserate Isn't it strange we feel the same Sitting here, we're face to face Somehow the spell has been erased How're you faring? Oh it's harrowing for me Stop despairing Could be windfall at our feet Staring down at those ink black waves They could be my far too early grave Winged can, safely land How're you faring? Oh it's harrowing for me Stop despairing Could be windfall at our feet