Bluebird Songtext
von Scrimmage

Clipped your wings just in time to stay down
Scared of what you′re seeking
Thinking
Tied your tongue with your head in the ground
Dedicate the weekend
To staying inside

So high
Bluebird


Still can't decide
Burning all your bridges
That lead you outside
Blue check on your headstone
Good life
No one left to speak to
A grayed out reply

For eye
You learn
All the things that have come before now
You turn
Bluebird