Nina Simone Fodder In Her Wings
A bird fell to earth Reincarnated from her birth She had fodder in her wings She had dust inside her brains She flitted here and there United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere With fodder in her wings And dust inside her brains Oh how sad Oh how sad Oh how sad
She watched the people how they lived They'd forgotten how to give They had fodder in their brains They had dust inside their wings
She watched them how they tried to live They'd forgotten how to give They had fodder in their wings They had dust inside their brains Oh how sad Oh how sad Oh how sad
A bird fell to earth Reincarnated from her birth She had fodder in her wings She had dust inside her brains She flitted here and there United States, France, England, everywhere With fodder in her wings And dust inside her brains Oh how sad Oh how sad Oh how sad
She watched the people how they lived They'd forgotten how to give They had fodder in their wings They had dust inside their brains
She watched them how they tried to live They'd forgotten how to give They had fodder in their wings They had dust inside their brains Quel pays
