It's high time to visit you, don't you think?
Have you seen that blood on my broken wing?
I am left in this cruel world alone,
I do want my soul to be taken home.
It's high time to leave them all, don't you know.
Their words are fake, and they walk too low,
Would you tell me now that I'm too unfair?
but I've learnt today... THEY DON'T EVER CARE.
It's high time to join you, don't you feel,
Don't you feel me tired of that rolling wheel?
Where that Love is piercing me like a thorn.
where that Hope has gone and there's no return.
It's high time to come to you, don't you think?
Don't you feel that pain in my broken wing?
Won't you hear tomorrow my breathless scream?
Won't you catch my body behind the wind...