Birds - All

We haven’t burned these bridges

For the last time

So I’ll get the gas

You bring the matches

We can dowse these threads on our backs

No longer birds of prey

We are just fuel for this fire

This is gone… it feels so wrong

Yet sometimes it feels so right

This is gone on for to long baby

I broke your heart

When the winds go colder

Broke my neck

Explaining things I can’t explain

Back and forth

Its always back and forth

When it comes to you and I