Birds Without Wings - текст песни
Birds Without Wings
Wishing that something would happen
A change in this place
'cos I'm tearing off the fancy wrapping
Find an empty package
Take for a while
Your trumpet from your lip
Loosen your hold loosen your grip
On your old ways
That have fallen out of step
In a changing time
Hoist a new flag
Hoist a new flag
Angry sun burn down
Judging us all
Guilty of neglect and disrespect
And thinking small
And death by boredom
And death by greed
If we can't stop taking
More than we need
But across the fractured landscape
I see the same things
Tired ideas
Birds without wings
Birds without wings
Birds without wings
And these are just thoughts
Of lack lustre times
I've no interest
In excuses you can find
Like you've had a hard day
Now you're too tired to care
Now you're too tired to care
You've had a hard day
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