Little Bird

Oh lord, the same things keep happening Vines along my wall I forget to water them all And the fog comes by and soaks them through With pieces of dew, dew do do There was water in my hands Held to a little bird's beak "Feed the bird and take good care" "Feed him too much and the bird will fall" Come rest with me on the fenced off wall And don't make me leave the vicinity Where I dropped the little bird, don't make me, don't make me The people they want me For something I don't know But I have only some songs to show Lover you fell and it's my fault you know I dropped you and then there was a hustle and bustle And I was on the ground trying to find you little bird Oh lord, the same things keep happening Come on and help me lord to sing Dew do do do Trying to look like I don't really care Singing songs looking up at my hair Simple little lyrics and a nonchalance Little bit of angst and a story of haunts Bad dreams The other morning (And I promise you it's true) I woke up saying 'Oh my god, oh my god' for you