Birds
There's some things I don't have nowSome things I don't talk about
These things are between myself and I
In my thick skull the joker hides
There's consequences I'm scared to taste
Cold hard truths I can't face
These days are different than the past
Reflections change in the looking glass
And everywhere I look there's something to learn
A sliver of truth from every bridge we burn
A hatful of quarters and a naked song
Don't answer the question of where we belong
How come birds
Don't fall from the sky when they die?
How come birds
Always look for a quiet place to hide
These words
Can't explain what I feel inside?
Like birds I need a quiet place to hide
These independent moves I make
This confidence I try to fake
You can hear the beating of my heart
But not a feather falling in the dark
And everything I hear never makes any sense
Another old prophet perched on the fence
A cupful of pencils and a self help guru
Don't answer the question of what I am to you
Losowe piosenki:
Welfare Love
Groundhog Day
Daughters Of The Sea
Ne Spavaj Mala Moja Muzika Dok Svira
Tonight I'm Coming Through (The Border)
Youre Gonna Need Somebody on Your Bond
So Inconsiderate
Call the Cops