term memory of a naked woman Hovering around in the sky, covered by birds You see there has been an on going war, the lady of the birds Into a single
Feel what I feel (do what I do) Feel what I feel (do what I do) Feel what I feel (do what I do) Going away Feel what I feel (do what I do) Feel what
Right here coming to life No one to blame Right now up and about A minute of fame I've been staying alive So many days No fear, happy or wise All through
hrough early morning fog I see The visions of the things to be The pains that are withheld for me I realize and I can see That suicide is painless It
on the ground. Lady bird I'll treat you good. Aw, lady bird I wish you would. You lady bird...pretty lady bird. Female: I'm your lady bird. Male: You
Blue skies are in the middle of a winter storm While your blue eyes are looking at me like before Still those blue skies are in the middle of a winter
Lady : Okay Bird : Come with me Lady : Shall we do it together Bird : Yeah Lady & Bird : 1 2 3....Aaaaaaah Bird : Lady? Lady : Yes Bird Bird : It's cold Lady
outside On the seventh day she looked up at me and said I am Lady And the boy said I am Bird but I cannot fly You are a bird
Through early morning fog I see Visions of the things to be The pains that are withheld for me I realize and I can see That suicide is painless
I'm wasting the hours floating in my bed And placing sunflowers over my head You're facing the doorway waiting for a sign To stop me in some way from
It's really hard to live for a long time
Run run run Run run run Run in the morning sun Run run run Run in the break of dawn
Stephanie says That she wants to know Why she's given half her life To people she hates now Stephanie says When answering the phone What country
Right here coming to life No one to blame Right now up and about A minute of fame I've been staying alive So many days No fear, happy or wise All
ground Lady bird I'll treat you good Aw, lady bird I wish you would. You lady bird...Pretty lady bird (I,m your lady bird) You're a lady bird (Yes, I'
Cover of Leonard Cohen song - Played at Live 8 2005 Like a bird on a wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like
he's drinking alone again and man he's always thinking of a way to change... man something's got to change... its truckin' on midnight and I sit...i sit
