Paper cranes.
For our day.
Thousand jeans.
Fly away.
You feel lost.
I feel torn.
For a change Take the ring Paper cranes
Thank you.
It's not enough.
Just a show.
Take the reins.
Paper crane.
Talking about being honest.
Well, it's coming our way too.
You can say whatever you want it.
But you turn the paper into a pen
Can you turn it away, turn it away
Turn around all the pain You lose it for a change Can't turn it all away
Turn on the wind Turn on the page Use it for a change Out of sight
Birds of peace The power lines
Hospital, a paralyzed first breath
Battle cry.
Talking about being honest.
But it's gone and now we're too fed
You can say whatever you wanted, but you're turning paper into sand.
Turn it all away.
Turn it all away.
Tear another page.
Use it for a change.
Can't turn it either way.
Turn the other way.
Turn on the page.
Use it for the change.
Oh,
Talking about being honest, but it's coming out way too fast.
You can sip whatever you wanted, but you turn that paper into air.
Babel cranes for our day-dying dreams
Fly away to feel lost at the top.
For a change Take the ring Feel the cream
