| You spent half of the morning | |
| Just trying to wake up | |
| Half the evening | |
| Just trying to calm down | |
| And you live for | |
| The same things | |
| A cloudburst seems rarer every time | |
| And it's crow vs. crow | |
| A brawl in mid-air | |
| Beak click on beak clack | |
| No reason is there | |
| But for the brawl in mid-air | |
| If you're losing your wings | |
| Feather by feather | |
| Love the way they whip away | |
| On the wind | |
| When they make the movie of your life | |
| They're going to have to ask you | |
| To do your own stunts | |
| Because nobody nobody nobody | |
| Could pull off the same shit as you | |
| And still come out alright | |
| If you're losing your wings | |
| Feather by feather | |
| Love the way they whip away | |
| On the wind | |
| It's Ali vs. | |
| Clay Both pummeling away | |
| A champ always fights themself | |
| And you are a fighter | |
| You are a fighter | |
| You are a fighter | |
| And Kids got heart | |
| Kids got heart | |
| Kids got heart | |
| If you're losing your wings | |
| Feather by feather |