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
well across the fractured landscape
I see the same things
tired ideas broken values
many with the notion
that to share is to lose
a hollow people bound by a lack
of imagination and too much looking back
without the courage to give a new thing a chance
grounded by this ignorance
(and the cat comes)
We`re just,
birds without wings
birds without wings
birds without wings