For The Birds — текст песни (Juliana Hatfield)

I really had to go downtown.

Go downtown and hang around.

Was not prepared for what I found.

A baby bird was lyin on the ground.



Lying there in front of my feet.

Dying there right next to the street.

I picked it up and felt its heat.

I tried to wake her up but she wanted to sleep.



Im trying, and Im trying, and Im trying

But I cant get away from the thought.

Its dying, its dying, its dying,

And its something that I couldnt stop.

Youre lying, youre lying, if you say

Its gonna make it cos I know that its not.



Hanging on a telephone line.

Witnessing a million crimes.

Ive been alone all this time.

Id call someone but I dont have a dime.



I dont care for boys or girls.

Id rather hang around with the birds.

Humans only wreck the world.

Theyd kill your whole family for a string of pearls.



Im trying, and Im trying, and Im trying

But I cant get away from the thought.

Were dying, were dying, were dying.

Our insides are starting to rot.

Youre lying, youre lying, if you say

Were okay, cos maybe were not.



Ooh, ooh, ooh... ooh ooh. ooh, ooh, ooh... ooh ooh.

Ooh, ooh, ooh... ooh ooh. ooh, ooh, ooh... ooh ooh.

Oooh... ooh ooh... ooh



If I had wings Id try to fly.

But they dont make it harder to die.

You can take it up to the sky.

But no one ever stays that high.

High... high



Im trying, and Im trying, and Im trying

But I cant get away from the thought.

Im dying, Im dying.

I already gave away all that Ive got.

Im lying, Im lying, if I say

That Im cool cos really Im not.