Saturday, January 30, 2010

Like all birds together we will squawk and we squeak
The joy comes from all our beaks
And ringing bells is our fun
Now our ass is moving as one
If we are forgetting all the rules that we learnt
As all the rule books are burnt
Then just as A follows B
Our chorus must always be

So glad to see you, glad you came
We had nice times
We hope you come again
Please come and see us sing
If you come we have nice times again
And now its time to go, time to go

I have but one true friend
She sings to me
In my solitude
And i know her name
I tried to know her
In all her changes
And I don't know her place
And I dont see her face

When we come together then we forget ourselves
And just as night follows day
The beginning must become the end
As though we will start again

When we come together and we need other songs
And then we bake up the pie
And we lay your bones to rest
As birds we dream of the sky

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