Little Bird — текст песни (Burning Heads)

Spoiled child of the modern age filled with useless rage
Keeps looking for something that`s nowhere to be found
I`m being fed like a little bird who can`t seem to fly
I could sit and wonder why but it`s easier not to think

I always had more than I needed but still I don`t see the green grass green
The land of honey remains out of reach

I`m being fed like a little bird who can`t seem to fly
I could sit and wonder why but it`s easier not to think

I`m against the grain and I don`t make it I`m a peace of the puzzle that just doesn`t fit
I`ll change the world when I finish my meal I don`t wanna face it if it`s real

I know I don`t know what I like I don`t even know what I want
Like a little bird who can`t seem to fly like a little bird