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"Are you having a good time?" (dog barking in backbround) |
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"aren't you?" |
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"Uhh.." |
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"No?" |
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"I don't know" |
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Nails and grenades |
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But I'm under interrogation? |
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Report through the hole |
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Left where the trees and halberds once stood |
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Taller then eye contact |
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And years turn to dust left behind |
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With bark and other remnants of something that used to be alive |
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Old forests like cemetaries |
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With stumps for headstones |
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And the birds are left to be built over |
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A dated idea to be alive |
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Like old electronics |
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Still used |
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But archaic |
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A house to keep the insides in |
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To protect it from everything else |
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As if they're not even there |
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Function lost |
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Like not being able to find the handle to a broken coffee cup |
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Brown stains around the lip that can't be cleaned |
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Now useless in a wastebasket |
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Identity #1 |
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Where do the birds go?, where do the birds go?, where do the birds go? |
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Where do the birds go?, |
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Crushed on interstates |
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By the progress of a world |
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Of trucks and other developments |
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Or kept inside |
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Protected by the serenity of a birdcage |
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Unaware of the powers that their grandparents felt |
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The trees that they once lived in.. we now live in |
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The trees that they once lived in.. we now live in |
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One birdcage to another |
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Safty in a non-touchable place |
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To those wings that know freedom: |
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A dirt home and their excuse not to die |
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Bird sanctuary a refuge for wildlife |
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Where predators are controlled and |
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Hunting is not allowed |
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No more fear |
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Seeing only the serenity of being alive |
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Unaware unaware unaware |
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Unaware of any other aspects of the world they are isolated from |
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Kept under the table like a villian in a scary movie |
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Removed until the mystery is over |
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Then crushed and defiled like crushed carnations in a diary |
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Work from history |
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Cancer from a different disease |
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As unaccepted as an empty lot in a growing subdivision |
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Feel everything |
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And remove the beauty of simplicity |
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It's easy to be alive but being alive |
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Really alive |
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Means freedom on a different level |
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High or low is irrelevant it's both |
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Look at everything |
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To absorb everything |
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Attempting to understand everything from carnations to dead birds |
