Another skirmish song, written and recorded between 4:15 and 5:30 on July 29, 2012. Yeah, I ran a little long.
lyrics
The birds of the air
have no attention to spare
for all the petty problems underneath
the birds of the sky
are satisfied just to fly
they don't need to figure out who to believe
You and me, we'll never be that free
too busy sorting out what's in our heads
The worms in the ground
have no causes to pound
and they're more scared of sidewalks than of you
the bees in the hive
don't care that you are alive
if they're left alone, they've got better things to do
Both of us, we worry about too much
we micromanage everything we've got
the birds of the air
they don't decide what to wear
and if they understood, they'd laugh at us
the birds of the wind
have no ideas to defend
nothing about which to scream and cuss
don't have to pay the rent, and that's a plus
the birds of the air
don't care
about us
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