Bluebird from Demons EP by Brittany Myers

I've got too much on my mind to keep these folks from hearing
Burning the midnight oil, wax melting from the ceiling
How do I get to where I'm going, if I'm stuck right where I'm at?
How do I get to where I'm going, if I can barely handle that?

There's a bluebird down inside of me
And he's dying to get out
There's a bluebird down inside of me
But I push him down

These prison walls are barren and untrue; the bars they grow with time
But it's hard to keep me breathing when my sentence is for life
So lock me in the gallows; let the darkness sleep by me
And those demons in the corner can drain those broken wings

There's a bluebird down inside of me
And he's dying to get out
There's a bluebird down inside of me
But I push him down

He's dying to get out, but I push him down [x2]
And I push him down [x2]

• Acoustic
• acoustic guitar
• indie
• indie pop
• singer-songwriter
• singersongwriter
• Seattle