Benjamin Charles - Birdie Bye

I lit the paper of your night
I built the prison of your sight
I nailed the cross with roses white
Because love was all you ever wanted

I made your bed as soft as sand
I moved the mirror in your hand
I begged that you would understand
The peace was only to be haunted

I feel the shape of you sleeping
Comes in these visions
Sounds of you dreaming

I breathe the air of your colors
Soft as a rain falls
You gotta keep warm,
My love

No honeyed home the weeds have grown
No churchyard bells to guide you on
Your god is calling on the phone
He wants to know what can you afford now?

You closed the doors and shut your mind
The walls were creeping up behind
The only thing you had to find
Was how to learn to love the needle

I feel the shape of you sleeping
Comes in these visions
Sounds of you dreaming

I breathe the air of your colors
Soft as a rain falls
You gotta keep warm,
My love

I'll feed the grist unto your mill
The grit to bring your pearl its will
And smash your chrysalism 'till
The only thing you'll have to do is fly

I'll pit your star against the sky
I'll split the apple of your eye
The passion of your fruit will die
But thunder is a many feathered bird

Hey Hi, Birdie Bye
Time to fly, time to fly
Someone needs to know the things we sing about
You & I

Hey Hi, Birdie Bye
Time to fly, time to fly
Someone needs to know the things we sing about
You & I

Written by:
Benjamin Dodson

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