Blue Birds
Strange noise above my head
Some huge birds
They knock on the deck of my little home
I wonder where they come from
The clouds rise above the lake
The night falls,
Slowly the sun prepares to wake
To set up for a new day
And blue birds
They come circling through the mist
They are flying through dreams
Reaching out to build a
Bridge between
The real world
That is waking up outside
And the world that's in my mind
The birds are flying through
Of my dreams only echoes will last
I heard the swan speak a language I cannot comprehend
What was it that he was telling
Like in a sand clock
The memories fall into pieces
I cannot recall the puzzle
What was it that I was dreaming
And blue birds
They come circling through the mist
They are flying through dreams
Reaching out to build a
Bridge between
The real world
That is waking up outside
And the world that's in my mind
The birds are flying through
And blue birds
They come circling through the mist
They are flying through dreams
Reaching out to build a
Bridge between
The real world
That is waking up outside
And the world that's in my mind
The birds are flying through
They were yellow and blue
And blue and blue and blue
And blu-blu-blu-blu-blu-blu-blue
They were yellow and yellow
And yellow and yellow and
Blue
They were
Blue
Some huge birds
They knock on the deck of my little home
I wonder where they come from
The clouds rise above the lake
The night falls,
Slowly the sun prepares to wake
To set up for a new day
And blue birds
They come circling through the mist
They are flying through dreams
Reaching out to build a
Bridge between
The real world
That is waking up outside
And the world that's in my mind
The birds are flying through
Of my dreams only echoes will last
I heard the swan speak a language I cannot comprehend
What was it that he was telling
Like in a sand clock
The memories fall into pieces
I cannot recall the puzzle
What was it that I was dreaming
And blue birds
They come circling through the mist
They are flying through dreams
Reaching out to build a
Bridge between
The real world
That is waking up outside
And the world that's in my mind
The birds are flying through
And blue birds
They come circling through the mist
They are flying through dreams
Reaching out to build a
Bridge between
The real world
That is waking up outside
And the world that's in my mind
The birds are flying through
They were yellow and blue
And blue and blue and blue
And blu-blu-blu-blu-blu-blu-blue
They were yellow and yellow
And yellow and yellow and
Blue
They were
Blue
Credits
Writer(s): Federico Marina, Ronja Maltzahn
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