Birds (single version)

We are birds we

Ran from the water

And birds we take off

Over the ocean

We fly in flock sometimes

Fly in a v

But we can fly solo

I can tell you no

And a sea fly lands on the edge of your footprint

I'm closer to things on the ground

There were flowers like lace

All covering paths, like the ones leading up to your door

They were always there blooming and spreading

Well how come I have never seen them before?

They grow in a garden or a wild field

They're bright and their yellow

Oh, you know

You sung through all of my sorrows

The closest that I could have found

Now I have floated down

From the top of my tears, and

I'm closer to things on the ground

And most of this room is empty

And the furniture that is left is rearranged

'and I can't play you my old songs,' you said

'my hand writing has changed.'

The sofas are worn in

And the foot stools are gone

The lights set the room a glow

And taking someone for granted sometimes

One voice in is more than a sound

It's like hitting myself in the face

Now I'm closer to things on the ground

We are birds we

Ran from the water

And birds we take off

Over the ocean

And we fly

We fly

We fly