INI:EXP
InstinctiveXpression!
Lyrics
Birdie fell from bed in the nest and couldn’t fly yet nethertheless
no short of trying, spreading his chest and sort of sliding.
Never suppressed the thought of dying,
Never expressed the thought of why
and when he was dressed he saw the sky and lept..
And lept, it just took him a breath.
And when he hit the floor, did he give up?
No, he considered what he could do to
join his fellow form on a westward course
He was stressing on what he could do to…
Fly again…
Birdie fell, hitting the bricks, badly down, ripping a wing,
He’s trapped and now, just sitting,
the wind reminding him he’s missing the things he’s mad about,
Sitting just isn’t half the wow
Amid all the mist a cat meows,
He thinking ‘shit - this is a bit’
and so he hits the floor and he gives up cos
he couldn’t think of what he could do to..
leave the swelling bore of this westward course,
he was stressing on what he could do to..
Fly again..
