The birds are high

THE BIRDS ARE HIGH (D A D G B D, capo 4)

 

I don’t know why it’s so hard to find. A quiet night, an empty sky. Apparently, the birds are high. Apparently.

I can read the time by sound of bells. He said that I should kill myself. But I’m too scared to die. Can’t you tell?

Rising like a cake. The empty bowl never gets licked. I dreamt of outer space and bumping into my mum’s new boyfriend.

 

Aliens in outer space would think that we are aliens in outer space. A strange and shameful faraway place.

It’s easy to find if you know where to look. And if you don’t you can go and fuck yourself.

 

In a strange and shameful faraway place.