Testo: Bleach. Astronomy. Plan to Pull Through.

I admit that it wasn't right
The junk that happened here tonight
I admit that it isn't fair
That you were left standing there

Add it up on a list so long
Of all the things that have go wrong
A feather falls and lands so perfectly
Reminding you that you're beneath the wing

Of something bigger than
Bigger than you
And it's a better plan
So plan to pull through

Add it up on a list so long
Of all the things that have gone wrong
You've been pressed on every side
But never crushed, you will survive

A feather falls and lands so perfectly
Remember that you're underneath the wing

Of something bigger than
Bigger than you
And it's a better plan
So plan to pull through

You win some, you lose some
And you have got to be strong
You win some, you lose some
And you have move on
You win some, you lose some
I know that it won't be long