January

by Damien Shen

Would you help me, still help me
I broke my wing when I hit the ground
My TV, you can have it, if you follow with lights on when I die

Look the story’s plain and simple can’t you see it
I close my eyes to make it disappear 
The classic end to the now forgotten fairy tail
I close my eyes to make it disappear

My TV, you can have it, if you follow with lights on when I die
The face of my broken spirit is blue
I never meant to harm you, so true