Lyric Birds Without Wings

Wishing that something would happen
a change in this place
cos I m tearing off the fancy wrapping
find an empty package

Take for a while
your trumpet from your lip
loosen your hold, loosen your grip
on your old ways
that have fallen out of step
in a changing time
hoist a new flag
hoist a new flag

Angry sun burn down
judging us all
guilty of neglect and disrespect
and thinking small

And death by boredom
and death by greed
if we don t stop taking
more than we need

But across the fractured landscape
I find the same things
tired ideas
birds without wings

Birds without wings
birds without wings

And these are just thoughts
on lack-lustre times
I ve no interest
in excuses you can find

Like you ve had a hard day
now you re too tired to care
now you re too tired to care
oh you ve had a hard day

Well across the fractured landscape
I see the same things
tired ideas, broken values
many with the notion
that to share is to lose
a hollow people bound by a lack
of imagination and too much looking back
without the courage
to give a new thing a chance
grounded by this ignorance
(and the cat comes)

We re just
birds without wings
birds without wings