Animas Ina Birdcage

Open the glass sea. When did everything get so boring? Gotta get off this stage. Hold on to. Okay. Some say we're never going away. Never, ever knowing what to say. People at the gate will show the way. Well, look at this way, at least you won't Age in this cage. Stay. Okay. On the floor. Spinning more. Do it Again. Do it again. Do it again. Do it again. So we're just here forever? Is time done? Is it ever coming back? Is anything ever gonna grow again? God, miss The sunshine. Stuck with all these ghosts in a birdcage. Do it again