There's some things I don't have nowSome things I don't talk aboutThese things are between myself and IIn my thick skull the joker hidesThere's consequences I'm scared to tasteCold-heart truths I can't faceThese days are different than the pastReflection changing looking glassAnd everywhere I lookThere's something to learnA sliver of truth from every bridge we burnI hate to be aloneHalf full of quartersAnd a naked songDon't answer the questionOf where we belongHow come birds don't fallFrom the sky when they dieHow come birds always lookFor a quiet place to hideThese words can't explainWhat I feel insideLike birds that need a quiet place to hideThese independent moves I makeThis confidence I try to fakeYou can hear the beating of my heartBut not a feather falling in the darkAnd everything I hearNever makes any senseAnother old prophet perched upon the fenceA code full of fencesAnd a self-help groupDon't answer the questionsOf what I am to youHow come birds don't fallFrom the sky when they dieHow come birds always lookFor a quiet place to hideThese words can't explainWhat I feel insideLike birds that need a quiet place to hideguitar soloHow come birds don't fall from the sky when they die? How come birds always look for a quiet place to hide? These words can't explain what I feel inside.Like birds who need a quiet place to hide. Like birds who need a quiet place to hide. Like birds who need a quiet place to hide.*