(Billy Bob Thornton/JD Andrew)
It′s not possible to hide
When the problem lives inside
You gotta get yourself untied
From the thoughts that won't subside
You can′t deny your sensations
You can't fly, but have imagination
So just listen to the birds
Listen to their words
You'll soon be gleaning
They all have meaning
Just listen to the birds
Singing fifths and singing thirds
Your head needs cleaning
What′s intervening
The music that surrounds you
Is trying hard to ground you
Listen to the birds
Livin′ in that victim's cave
With the love you never gave
Only thing that you enslave
Is the happiness you crave
You can′t deny your sensations
You can't fly, but have imagination
So just listen to the birds
Listen to their words
You′ll soon be gleaning
They all have meaning
Just listen to the birds
Singing fifths and singing thirds
Your head needs cleaning
What's intervening?
The music that surrounds you
Is trying hard to ground you
Listen to the birds
So just listen to the birds
Listen to their words
You′ll soon be gleaning
They all have meaning
Just listen to the birds
Singing fifths and singing thirds
Your head needs cleaning
What's intervening?
The music that surrounds you
Is trying hard to ground you
Listen to the birds
Listen to the birds
Listen to the birds
Listen to the birds
Listen to the birds
Listen to the birds