Blue Bird

Kick the shiny, it turns to rust
Beauty sitting there was a thin layer of dust
Another permanent pin, in the cushion of regret
It digs in deeper, as you attempt
To forget

Wipe the mud, off of your boots
You picked it up walking where you weren't 'sposed to
An left a clear trail
By all the places that you passed
You can't run from the answers
To the questions that you asked

She puts her hands, under my shirt
I put my words under her skin
It was strategic work at first
If I slipped I began again
So hold it steady, watch your eyes
As I hammer up my favorite disguise

Me and the sun, we aren't talking any more
I said enough to declare a state of war
She never shines in my direction
Like before

Had a blue bird, on a string
You can't tie down a beautiful wild thing
She broke free one day, and flew off with that sun
Now there's two singing songs
'Bout the evil that I've done
Now there's two singing songs
'Bout the evil that I've done