Pigeons

Now that you're older, now that you've grown Now that you're getting to know the unknown Now that your going not knowing where to go, as though Your eyes are closed Well it's not how they tell it, it's not how they say Your heart's in your mind and your mind's in the way It's not how they tell it, it's never how they say Let's sing our songs for the pigeons As common as religion High on, high on Mt. Zion We're all dandelions All dandelions Let's sing our songs for the pigeons As common as religion High on, high on Mt. Zion We're all dandelions