Fighting On The Wing

Try to find a way to feel it

Try to take you there with me

I found two dead birds in the garden

Underneath the tree

I try to help you listen

I try to listen to myself

God knows it's not easy

We all need help

I'm sitting here in the garden

With nothing much to do

I'm moving along with my life

I'm coming to

There's two birds in my garden

Talking about something

I'm not sure what they're saying

I think they're fighting on the wing

But they don't need to feel it

And they don't try to stay

They don't need to listen

In our way

In our way

And there's so many ways to crush it

So many ways to fall

Too many ways to love you

Or to lose it all

So many ways to feel it

Too many ways to stop

So many ways to heal it

So many things to learn

All of these years, I gave them to you

I had your back, you had mine too

So many years struggling through

I always defended you

All of these years, I've been right here

Wasting my time, towing the line

All of these years, I gave them to you

I had your back, did you have mine too?

There's so many ways to feel it

So many ways to fall

There's so many ways to love you

Or to lose it all

Slept well last night for the first time

I moved my bed, and I felt safe

I woke up to rain and wet pavement

Picked elderflowers on my way