Lyrics:

Once upon a—
Once upon a time...
Once upon a—
Once upon a—
Once upon a—
Once upon a time...
Once upon a—

There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very, very good,
And when she was bad, she was horrid.

Just a bird, spreading her wings;
I was so afraid to fly.
Just a bird with no song to sing,
To the endless, open skies.
Then, a bird with a broken wing,
Had to learn how to survive.
Not just a bird with a broken wing,
I can become anything.

Fever Dream

Broken Wing

.ɿoʇ ⑁ƨiw uoγ ɟɒ⑁w luʇɘɿɒɔ ɘᗺ

Broken Wing

Pseudonumb