Heavy Trash Sweet Little Bird
Sweet little bird
It doesn't have to be this way
A crawling man
Walk though this land with me
Please God find me his worst
I'll kick him then let your ghost run free
A true fine sparrow
You don't have to cover your eyes
Here I am
You don't have to shout out and cry
I've found God, exploderers, intreprid in the loafer
Working the farms, wither and die
What once worked so well
Does not anymore
Don't walk the blinds, baby
Open up the door
Of your cage
I lost my head once
Before, now, I'm OK
Can you le me hear you go tweet
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet
And I realise it
You can see sun shine
You can taste salt
Eat breakfast at night
Or reverse when you walk
Sweet little bird
Come stay with me for a while
Yeah, I love you my darling
My sweet
I live by your smile
Let me see you
Fine in this world
Sweet little bird
It don't have to be this way
It don't have to be everything
