Looking Down On Birds

When standing this high I'm on top of the world
Far below birds sing from an electric wire and I feel
Somehow somewhere along the line it got blurred
Better knuckle down cause this could all take a while
Pavements slabs are the boards upon which we play
Only from above you see the wood for the trees cause they know
When you're down you're down and that's where you stay
But when you're up there's time to count the cost to be free

Pay the toll
Make the turn
Tear it down
Watch it burn
Looking down on birds

Chicken Licken cried that the sky will fall down
But now I really can't go back to the grind then I think
Damn he's right what the hell's going on in this town
Ruined it, packed their shit and then they left it behind
Seen your eyes round a thousand times but your face
Lost its features just a pawn in this game where you stay
Firmly saddled blinkered lost in the race
Suited up as they ride you yet again and again

So pay the toll
Make the turn
Tear it down
Watch it burn
Looking down on birds

Pay the toll
Make the turn
And tear it down
Watch it burn
Looking down on birds



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Bailey
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