I don't wanna work in a building downtown You know that I'm a God fearing man Now I'm overcome By the light of day My lips are near, but my heart is far away Oh, my little bird in a cage! Oh, my little mockingbird, sing! No, I don't wanna work in a

My mind, my body, my soul I feel like a bird floating through the sky just a little bit My mind, my body, my soul, floating through the sky just a little bit Feeling like I got nowhere to go So take one down and pass it around And give me your love like

You've always loved the strange birds Now I want to fly into your world I want to be heard My wounded wing's still beating, You've always loved the stranger inside Me, ugly pretty Oh oh, no no no, oh Little ghost, you're listening, Unlike most you don't

(Just open up a little bit more) Just open up a little bit more All I ask of you (All I ask of you) Just open up a little bit more (Just open up a little bit more) In comes the dawn, I've fallen asleep with my head pressed against your flaws, All my

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my I told you to be patient I told you to be fine I told you to be balanced I told you to be kind Come on skinny love just last the year Pour a little salt we were never here Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer I

Come Josephine in my flying machine Going up she goes! Up she goes! Balance yourself like a bird on a beam In the air she goes! There she goes! Up, up, a little bit higher Oh! My! The moon is on fire Going up, all on, Goodbye! Come Josephine in my flying

My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my I told you to be patient I told you to be fine I told you to be balanced I told you to be kind Come on skinny love just last the year Pour a little salt we were never here Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer I

I struggle for the words and then give up My head's up with the birds and the seagulls A little piece of mind that I know better Than the plain disgrace of all my letters I broke into your house last night And left a note at your bedside I'm far too shy

I'll give her melodies Oh, my mama She gave me these feathered breaths Oh, the mamas I'll be a mama I'll have a daughter She told me "use your voice My little bird"

From everyone Little bird, if I only knew Maybe I'd be more like you With a feather in my wing Is it spring? Who only tries to Maybe I like pleasure pain Of going and coming back again