Birds Lyrics

Well I was crossing I's and dotting my T's at a low point,
This was late last week,
It might sound dumb but I thought everything was making sense.
See I was hanging with a flock of bald eagles,
In big sunglasses who died their heads all dark,
We hung with ravens by the garbage cans locked in the park,
I thought if I could keep my head down long enough,
And my mouth shut I could...

I found a ruler and I straightened right up,
It'd been so long and I'd had enough,
It might sound dumb but I thought nothing else was making sense.
See I was hanging with a flock of young doves,
Wearing three-piece suits that were bleached white as the clouds,
We hung uptown and carried olive branches in our mouths.

I thought if I could keep my suit clean long enough,
And my mouth shut I could fly.
Finally I could fly.

But those ravens caught my lie,
When they saw my colour coming through the dye.
And those doves are gone,
They caught me hanging out downtown,
Now I fly all by myself.