Bird - Billie Marten

Walking in my sleep Like the naked trees Will they wake up again? Do they sleep, do they dream? Feel it as the wind strokes my skin I am moved by the chill Hear the winter bird sing Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah My tears are always frozen I can see the air I breathe Got my fingers painting pictures On the glass in front of me Lay me by the frozen river Where the boats have passed me by All I need is to remember How it was to feel alive Silent things Violent chase We are dancing again In a dream, by the lake Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah My tears are always frozen I can see the air I breathe Got my fingers painting pictures On the glass in front of me Lay me by the frozen river Where the boats have passed me by All I need is to remember How it was to feel alive Rest against my pillow like the aging winter sun Only wake each morning to remember that you're gone So I drift away again To winter I belong Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah My tears are always frozen I can see the air I breathe Got my fingers painting pictures On the glass in front of me Lay me by the frozen river Where the boats have passed me by All I need is to remember How it was to feel alive My tears are always frozen (ah, ah-ah, ah ah) My tears are always frozen (ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah) My tears are always frozen (ah, ah-ah, ah ah) (ooh) All I need is to remember How it was to feel alive I need to remember How it was to feel alive

Sisyphus peered into the mist A stone's throw from the precipice, paused Did he jump or did he fall As he gazed into the maw of the morning mist? Did he raise both fists and say, "To hell with this" And just let the rock roll? Let it roll, let it crash down low There's a house down there but I lost it long ago Let it roll, let it crash down low See my house down there but I lost it long ago Well, I let the rock roll on down to the town below We had a house down there but I lost it long ago Lost it long ago I'm letting it roll away It's got nothing to do with fate And everything to do with you I'd rather fail like a mortal Than flail like a god on a lightning rod History forgets the moderates For those who sit, recalcitrant and taciturn You know I'd rather turn and burn Than scale this edifice, yeah Where's my accomplice? So take my hand, we'll do more than stand Take my hand, we'll claim this land Take my hand, and we'll let the rock roll Let it roll, let it crash down low There's a house down there but I lost it long ago Let it roll, let it crash down low See my house down there but I lost it long ago Lost it long ago I'm letting it roll away It's got nothing to do with fate And everything to do with Sisyphus peered into the mist A stone's throw from the precipice, paused

Well, love's a bird in flight She'll leave you if you let her Don't hold too tight For you'll break her in your hands It's neither wrong or right Nor is it worse or better And she's so hard to forgive But it's harder to forget her, yeah, yeah When you love so long It gets so hard to know If your love's still strong Or if you need to let it go It's neither right or wrong There's just one thing that I know Love's a bird in flight She'll leave you if you let her Don't hold too tight For you'll break her in your hands She's been dancing with your heart Since the very day you met her She's so hard to resist But it's harder to regret her, yeah, yeah So find a love that's true Can't be bought or sold Find a love brand new Even when it's grey and dull I can't tell you what to do There's just one thing I've been told Well, love's a bird in flight She'll be flying free forever Try as you might You'll never catch her in your hands She may stay with you tonight Or she'll leave you with the feathers She's so hard to forgive But it's harder to forget her She's so hard to resist But it's harder to regret her I've loved every day But I wish I never met her, oh

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour