Aga Zaryan - A Gift lyrics

Just when you seem to yourself Nothing but a flimsy web Of questions, you are given The questions of others to hold In the emptiness of your hands Songbird eggs that can still hatch If you keep them warm bu*terflies opening and closing themselves In your cupped palms, trusting you not to injure Their scintillant fur, their dust You are given the questions of others As if they were answers To all you ask Yes, perhaps this gift is your answer