Am I a Bird?

Though the equinox subdued a thirst I've been more than still with the tides I've been more than patient with your hurt Autumn jumped the queue I analysed Thought that I would soften with the sun As the slowing days did rise But I'm still not right Mama I'm tired of being difficult When all I really want to be is his And Mama I'm tired of being miserable How many of these lessons do I really need to learn Am I a burden, or am I a bird Trying to remember to take a rest To take a breath when all is sleeping I'm bleeding out from bitten tongues And reminiscing melodies before I was restrung Carried away like a stick in the river It's hard to forget but easy to forgive her I know this time is just hardening fluff In a world full of unreturned letters It's already hard enough Mama I'm tired of being difficult When all I really want to be is his And Mama I'm tired of being miserable How many of these lessons do I really need to learn Am I a burden, or am I a bird All this destination is way to tempting How can we be still But like the spinning wheel We all have time to live And time to die To die To die To die Mama I'm tired of being difficult When all I really want to be is his And Mama I'm tired of being miserable How many of these lessons do I really need to learn Am I a burden Am I a burden Am I a burden Or am I a bird