Birds

There's some things I don't have now
Some things I don't talk about
These things are between myself and I
In my thick scull the joker hides
There's consequences I'm scared to tatse
Cold hard truths I can't face
These days are different than the past
Reflections change in the looking glass
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
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
(solo)
How come birds
Don't fall from the sky when they die?
How come birds
Aways 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