Another sparrow fell from the sky
The needle is narrow, the arm is wide
Licking the wound down deep in your soul
Trying to fill up the hole
Sinking in deeper, fueling the pain
Fearing the reaper, calling his name
Strike up a deal, pawned your halo of gold
Trying to fill up the hole
The water is cold, the cups are all broken
This is not home, the door is wide open
One foot says, “Stay” the other says, “Go”
They’re both trying to fill up the hole
You’ve lost control, nothing leftto give
Keep paying the toll, never crossing the bridge
How many times have you been bought and sold
Trying to fill up the hole
I was that sparrow that fell from the sky
Too full of sorrow to sing or to fly
Never did heal that wound down in my soul
“Till I stopped trying to fill up the hole