There's some things I don't have now
Some things I don't talk about
These things are between myself and I
In my thick skull the joker hides
There's consequences I'm scared to taste
Cold-heart truths I can't face
These days are different than the past
Reflection changing looking glass
And everywhere I look
There's something to learn
A sliver of truth from every bridge we burn
I hate to be alone

Half full of quarters
And a naked song
Don't answer the question
Of where we belong
How 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 that need a quiet place to hide
These independent moves I make
This confidence I try to fake
You can hear the beating of my heart
But not a feather falling in the dark
And everything I hear
Never makes any sense
Another old prophet perched upon the fence
A code full of fences
And a self-help group
Don't answer the questions
Of what I am to you
How 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 that need a quiet place to hide
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How 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.
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