The Birds by VerseChorusVerse

happily we left our bread trails
foolishly we forgot the birds
our trail was eaten behind us
washed down with a helping of words

the birds they circle above us
each one of them ready to swoop
they'll pick the flesh from our bones
until they've consumed the troop

if you're out walking this way
heed this warning i say
or the birds will circle above you
& leave your love in dismay

the birds are flying above you
with the taste of blood in their beaks
they'll swoop down and devour you
not safe in your city streets

happily we left our bread trails
foolishly we forgot the birds
our trail was eaten behind us
washed down with a helping of words

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