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Every Bird's A Little Different
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Every Bird's A Little Different was released on December 25, 2025 by Cris Neish Productions as a part of the album Every Bird's A Little Different - Single
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Release DateDecember 25, 2025
LabelCris Neish Productions
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM79

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cris Neish
Cris Neish
Sampler
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cris Neish
Cris Neish
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cris Neish
Cris Neish
Producer
Made with the assistance of Suno
Made with the assistance of Suno
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Eight-by-twelve… but it holds the whole sky
Coffee steam and cedar dust, paint on my hands at dawn
Paintin' dawn onto a canvasback 'til the dark is gone
Forty geese for opening day, Talbot marsh in mind
Every bird a little different—like the folks I leave behind
From the shop bench to the marsh wind, I can hear 'em move
Wooden wings on the Eastern Shore, cuttin' through the blue
They'll call it crazy in 2025—let 'em, I don't mind
If you grew up in Maryland, you understand why
Sometimes takin' your time turns out pretty… turns out true
That's the kind of work that holds when the cold cuts through
Every bird's a little different—kinda like us
Gunned-over birds, brand-new stories in the rust and trust
Eight-by-twelve, but it holds the whole sky
Pass it down—one decoy at a time
From the shop bench to the marsh wind, I learn what matters most
Wooden wings on the Eastern Shore… and a heart that won't let go
Brush-on-wood swish, steady prayer, lines I won't erase
I change one thing on every bird so you can see a face
Downtown Easton dressed in winter, folks all gather 'round
But I'm still hearin' geese out there beyond the festival sound
If you're lookin' for one of mine, don't wait 'til it's too late
Sometimes the handmade finds you first… right before the gate
I made Tripp's first decoy—cut the cedar, signed the base
Prayed over that little bird like I'm prayin' over his face
Lord, keep him steady in the wind, keep him kind when life gets rough
Cause every bird's a little different… and that's more than enough
Every bird's a little different—kinda like us
Sometimes takin' your time turns out pretty… turns out love
Eight-by-twelve, but it holds the whole sky
Pass it down—one decoy at a time
If you grew up in Maryland, you understand
From the shop bench to the marsh wind, hear this Eastern Shore prayer
God bless these hands, bless this water, bless the ones who aren't here
Wooden wings on the Eastern Shore… amen
Written by: Cris Neish
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