nervous little bluebird please dont ever lose belief that one day a sunray will bloom for you a leaf
and nervous little bluebird you would die for her relief
let the lesson learned be what you have achieved
nervous little bluebird do you need to see a sign that every days a blessing and that life is lived outside
so hang the bastards that will cut eternity in time
let your anger down and shake it off the vine
sitting in circles
we eternal love rehearsal
sitting in circles in a line
and you already know just what it is you are
a sunray shining down on everyone
and i am your blister i sting harder than the rest
i am the third lung hung molten that sings out inside your chest
when hymnals kept in salty cellars ringing in my head
little dipper dear a comet to contest
and i am your hysterical and holy smoke machine
i am the first full moon wanting to disgrace your self esteem
when trinitary radios will radiantly gleam
little dipper dear ignore the self belief
sitting in circles
we universal time reversal
sitting in circles in a line
and oak palm petrified i tried to cut it off and blame the knife and cite dullness as an alibi its okay it low pay for an honest crime
oak eye still inside i might divide it as a warning sign
take off softer then a lullaby
its okay theres still ways for a soul to fly