Well I bit the bullet, I drunk it dry
My heart is spilling over the sides
Of a tall glass of whiskey that's killing the pain
My wings were broken, all feathers and flame
Heart pumping black and blue, swirling down the pit
I ain't been me since Zephyr came and went
They told me I would fly
They told me I would fly
A talent I received
But that didn't keep her with me
My mind's full of your deja vu but it ain't curing my broken wing blues
The columns of my city, in youth I would spend
Twixt ivory chute and slalom with Zephyr, my first friend
Stripe war poised to strangle, but fringe to fringe we knew
The pair of us would scare us up a victory or two
For sun and moon and country, it ends, we all go home
One mortar shell shot that to hell, now ground-bound I'm alone
They told me I would fly
They told me I would fly
The treatment I received didn't bring her back to me
My minds full of your deja vu, but it ain't curing my broken wing blues
Doctors pumped me full of magic, spruced me up real good
My burnt wings strapped to plastic, a shiny hoof out of wood
They say I'm fixed, done with healing,
But losing my wingmare's got me feeling
Only you can can break this ceiling and every second's time I'm stealing
They told me I would fly
They told me I would fly
They told me a lie
It hurts to laugh when six feet under is my better half
You can bury me there too, through this bottle
I'll follow you and finally be through with these broken wing blues
Broken wing blues
Broken wing blues