Winged Can

Winged can
 Nedelle
 I must disguise and muffle my size
 Pour me some wine so all is right
 We can't deny a love with no spine
 The higher we fly the less we hide
 How're you fairing?
 Oh it's harrowing for me
 Stop despairing
 Could be windfall at our feet
 Come hither, commiserate
 Isn't it strange we feel the same
 Sitting here, we're face to face
 Somehow the spell has been erased
 How're you fairing?
 Oh it's harrowing for me
 Stop despairing
 Could be windfall at our feet
 Staring down at those ink black waves
 They could be my far too early grave
 Winged can, safely land
 How're you fairing?
 Oh it's harrowing for me
 Stop despairing
 Could be windfall at our feet