Текст песни Birds

Eighteen inches of snowfall So many birds still standing tall Singing along to the winter breeze Well you look like you know what you're talking about to me If you're a man of your word, Why is your vision blurred? You think that nothing will occur Because your problems are still uncured If you're a man of your word Why do you speak with a slur? With all this talk about the birds Well you know you sound so absurd The birds [3x] The birds are chirping