Stuck between
Tinkara KovačStuck between sleep
and the wings of a raven
I dreamt I was leaving
and I woke up still waving
I walk through the night on the cold of a sidewalk
to soak up the colours and life in a leafstalk
painting away till the shadows go dimmer
let this moon shimmer
»Just let it be« voices preaching
but I hear them screeching
and now I know
Stuck between the earth and heaven
my dreams the firing line
Stuck between was not worth living
but baby now I’m fine
A trail in the sand and my footsteps to follow
all that I hold is a handful of hollow
a ring made of ice and a ghost overdue
melt into the blue
»Just let it be« voices preaching
but I hear them screeching
and now I know
Stuck between the earth and heaven
my dreams the firing line
Stuck between was not worth living
but baby now I’m fine
I’m fine – I walk down a road that is mine
you’re wrong – sadness is not set in stone
stuck between the earth and heaven
my dreams the firing line
stuck between was not worth living
but baby now I’m fine
and the wings of a raven
I dreamt I was leaving
and I woke up still waving
I walk through the night on the cold of a sidewalk
to soak up the colours and life in a leafstalk
painting away till the shadows go dimmer
let this moon shimmer
»Just let it be« voices preaching
but I hear them screeching
and now I know
Stuck between the earth and heaven
my dreams the firing line
Stuck between was not worth living
but baby now I’m fine
A trail in the sand and my footsteps to follow
all that I hold is a handful of hollow
a ring made of ice and a ghost overdue
melt into the blue
»Just let it be« voices preaching
but I hear them screeching
and now I know
Stuck between the earth and heaven
my dreams the firing line
Stuck between was not worth living
but baby now I’m fine
I’m fine – I walk down a road that is mine
you’re wrong – sadness is not set in stone
stuck between the earth and heaven
my dreams the firing line
stuck between was not worth living
but baby now I’m fine