Текст песни
[Verse 1] At the edge of the quarry, the swallows turn Writing quick blue commas where the hot stones burn You point past the water to a rust-red crane And I follow your finger like a weather vane [Pre-Chorus] There’s a world in motion under every wing A thousand small directions, not one fixed thing [Chorus] Take me where the wild birds go Past the fences, past the radio If the map runs out, we’ll make our own With the whole wide sky to carry us home Take me where the wild birds go I don’t need to know what comes below Just keep your hand in mine, keep moving slow We’ll find a path where the wild birds go [Verse 2] We count the distant islands from the ferry rail Green against the silver in a crooked chain A child releases ribbons from the upper deck They rise, then twist together, then pull apart again [Pre-Chorus] Every thread can loosen, every knot can change Still the wind keeps giving us a wider range [Chorus] Take me where the wild birds go Past the fences, past the radio If the map runs out, we’ll make our own With the whole wide sky to carry us home Take me where the wild birds go I don’t need to know what comes below Just keep your hand in mine, keep moving slow We’ll find a path where the wild birds go [Bridge] No promise carved in stone No finish line to name Only the turning earth And two hearts learning its shape [Final Chorus] Take me where the wild birds go Past the fences, past the radio If the map runs out, we’ll make our own With the whole wide sky to carry us home Take me where the wild birds go Now every distant ridge is turning gold Keep your hand in mine, keep moving slow We found the path where the wild birds go [Outro] Where the wild birds go We can follow, we can follow
