The Arcadian Wild
Sparrow
Can’t you see the state of my hands?
So how dare you ask me to carry more than I already am?
‘Cause you weren’t there
And I swear you wouldn’t have made it back

At the very least you’d have done the same as me

You don’t really wanna know how bad it went
Even if I say it was an accident
I didn’t know it would be this hard to come clean
If you don’t mind I think I’ll just go to sleep and dream

Dream that I was chasing the right thing
I’ll dream there was a good reason

Take a look at my heart
And you’ll see that my broken hands weren’t
The only thing torn apart
I wеnt through hell for heaven’s sakе
And all that I have to show
Is the overwhelming weight of being alone

You don’t really wanna know how bad it went
Even if you’re convinced it was an accident
I didn’t know it would be this hard to come clean
If you don’t mind, I think I’ll just go to sleep and dream
Dream that I was chasing the right thing
I’ll dream there was a good reason

Was it all a big misunderstanding?
Did I give away my heart for nothing?
No, there has to be a reason or it’s just me to blame
Can you love entirely and still be left lonely?

You already know how bad it went
‘Cause I’m wearing it on my sleeve again
Even though not one sparrow can fall to the ground
Without You knowing that it’s going down, it still
I still hit the ground and dream

There was a good reason