Birds

Eighteen inches of snowfall
So many birds still standing tall
Singing along to the winter breeze
Well you look like you know what you're talking about to me
If you're a man of your word,
Why is your vision blurred?
You think that nothing will occur
Because your problems are still uncured
If you're a man of your word
Why do you speak with a slur?
With all this talk about the birds
Well you know you sound so absurd
The birds [3x]
The birds are chirping