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

Well across the fractured landscape

I find the same things

Tired ideas

Birds without wings

Birds without wings

Birds without wings

And these are just thoughts

On lack-luster 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