If I were only here I'd try to give you little birds I've made. Everyone takes flight never to return again. White offerings are all I bring, Welcome to white room. I welcome you I offer you this white room. If I were only here I'd try to gift you paper birds I free and you'd set fire to my sky. Oh, but I will offer you white offerings. I can feel your color changing. I can feel it change. I offer you this white room.