Belharra Dead Poet Society

[Verse #1]
Little girl, looking out above the water
Still you're gazing through
Little girl, reaching out above the water
Falling in against the flow

[Chorus]
I see us feeding off the land
With a sea of paper and a bleeding hand
Ooh,woo,ooh
Love dried too cold in painful hands
But it never hurt to cry and sing again
Ooh,woo,ooh

[Verse #2]
Timid boy, leave the comfort of your brothers
You tried it hard, you tried it hard
Oh, the years they follow, yeah the years they follow
Oh, they're calling out
Yeah, they're calling out

[Chorus]
I see us feeding off the land
With a sea of paper and a bleeding hand
Ooh,woo,ooh
Love dried too cold in painful hands
But it never hurt to cry and sing again
Ooh,woo,ooh
Yeah, yeah
Ooh,woo,ooh
Ooh,woo,ooh, ha...
Ooh,woo,ooh