Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti Birds In My Tree
Open the door and breathe in
Let all the good air come in
Freshen the flowers, woman
For there are no more sins in
Come live a better life
All is what you strive for
And now there are many birds in my tree
Open your eyes to it
First pleas "Then why?"
Raise up your arms higher
We have a reason to fly
Hand me my bag, Frederick
Stretch out your mind, feel good
Utopia's at my doorstep
Come, there is no more hatred
Come live a better life
All is what you strive for
And now there are seventeen birds in my tree
Open the door and breathe in
Let all the good air come in
Freshen the flowers, woman
For there are no more sins in
Come live a better life
All is what you strive for
And now there are twenty-one birds in my tree
