bird Songtext
von forestlike

Lay softly down, dead leaves are blowing all over this town
I drive for miles, i have a job, i am always for sale
I change myself with each new day, i pray to be anyone else
Stay safe and sound, it′s gone to hell, i am a bird on the shelf

For all that is telling and insightfully bleak
I'm feeling better than i have in weeks


I am like you, in case you can′t tell, i keep it all to myself
I stayed awake for days and days, i tried to figure it out

For all that is telling and insightfully bleak
I'm feeling better than i have in weeks

Sweeter than honeycomb
I still want to know what you know
Mother earth don't bother me
I just want a place to call home