Just know that I know that these words are ugly.

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Birds

When I lie down at night
I close my eyes real tight
In my dreams I'll make peace
With my fair-weathered friends

Fair-well Fair-weather
In the good times
I'll be seeing you
In the morning I'll be seeing you again.

Take shelter
bad weather won't treat you well
Find another place, call it home
In the winter I'll be missing you.
In the summer I'll be seeing you again


Fair-well Fair-weather
In the good times
I'll be seeing you
In the morning I'll be seeing you again

In the night an owl stole me away
I'm afraid I won't be seeing you again.