Bluebird (Live in Belfast)

Up close, you can see me my smile

It's so far away, you can hear my footsteps on their own

Broken in the night, sun dressed by a white veil

Marriage between good and bad will always prevail

I lay in fallow ground, turning it into all that I am

Wind shivered whimsical words and my ankles they broke

I shed my old self in my dreams

The land was my pain and you were the bluebird

I never rose until you called me your rose

All I could see was pale crimson dancing

By the heavy clouds, doubt pulled me down

A bluebird swooped down to me and it used my scars as hooks

Flew above the make believe pained dark inverted good

The land rippled into itself, it ate, attacked buried itself

As I soared with the bluebird to safer land

I shed my old self in my dreams

The land was my pain and you were the bluebird

I never rose until you called me your rose

Your rose, rose, my savior, rose, my savior

I shed my old self in my dreams

The land was my pain and you were the bluebird

I never rose until you called me your rose

Your rose, rose