Lyrics
There I go on days like these
I find geese in the strangest corners
All is still, I have needles for eyes
Stitching up the open skies
there I go, so quietly
standing still, demanding beauty
as ducks brush the surface
as dusk shrugs the dirt off
there I go again
I find geese in the strangest corners
All is still, I have needles for eyes
Stitching up the open skies
there I go, so quietly
standing still, demanding beauty
as ducks brush the surface
as dusk shrugs the dirt off
there I go again