That Wise Ol' Bird

Text:

© moonchild
Can we press pause, here
twirling around, my dear
spinning in circles like a record groove
but not making any real kind of moves
let’s take some time a little space
from this place
go for a walk and feel the
breeze on my face
cause we’re getting nowhere
in this state
we’ve got a failure to communicate

there was an old bird
in a tall oak tree
the more he saw the less he spoke
the less he spoke the more he heard
that wise old bird

Lets get away from this place
go for a walk and feel the
breeze on my face
cause we’re getting nowhere
in this state
we’ve got a failure to communicate

A breath of fresh air
Renews my mind, i swear
intuitive thoughts appear
only when my head is clear
a little space revives the smile on my face
i’m ready to resume
and listen to you
now we’re getting
somewhere
we just needed space
to recall how to communicate

there was an old bird
in a tall oak tree
the more he saw the less he spoke
the less he spoke the more he heard
that wise old bird

now there's a smile on my face
i’m ready to resume
and listen to you
the more he saw the less he spoke
the less he spoke the more he heard
that wise old bird
to teach us to communicate