Birds-The Collection

[ti:Birds] [ar:The Collection] [al:Listen To The River] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Birds (鸟儿) - The Collection [00:20.77]I've held birds with broken wings [00:26.61] [00:27.57]Between all my changing leaves [00:33.32] [00:34.23]Keep my branches strong to hold their perch [00:41.39]But my roots can't seem to quench my thirst [00:46.88] [01:01.84]And the birds hate us naked trees [01:07.18] [01:08.88]It's our honesty that makes them leave [01:15.89]While the dark flock hovers [01:19.91]Wondering what would help me keep my big mouth shut [01:29.38]And I will always tame my mind [01:36.06] [01:36.85]What hand grafts us to what vine [01:42.78] [01:43.69]While the stars quietly speak [01:50.08]Of mystery [01:53.31]Or futility [01:56.31] [01:57.27]Which will keep me steady on my feet [02:01.85] [02:17.14]You have built nests from all of my bark [02:22.00] [02:23.86]For too long to tell us apart [02:29.00] [02:30.63]But my branches always seem to break [02:37.79]When I look for you inside their shapes [02:44.89]And the earth will never tame its mind [02:51.01] [02:52.04]What foot crushed us to what wine [02:57.93] [02:58.92]While the ocean loudly speaks [03:05.12]Of creativity [03:08.42]Or vanity [03:11.58] [03:12.33]But which will keep me steady on my feet [03:17.57] [03:18.90]But they say you ask too many questions [03:25.03]You start too many fires [03:27.86] [03:28.58]You dream of resurrection [03:31.79]But you're too scared to die [03:34.53] [03:36.22]You ask too many questions [03:39.33] [03:39.96]You start too many fires [03:43.68]You dream of resurrection [03:46.96]But you're too scared to die [03:51.45]You ask too many questions [03:54.50] [03:55.00]You start too many fires [03:58.27] [03:58.92]You dream of resurrection [04:02.11]But you're too scared to die [04:06.53]You ask too many questions [04:10.23]You start too many fires [04:13.91]You dream of resurrection [04:17.14]But you're too scared to die