Pigeons

Now that you're older, now that you've grown

Now that you're getting to know the unknown

Now that you're going not knowing where to go, as though

Your eyes are closed

Well it's not how they tell it, it's not how they say

Your heart's in your mind and your mind's in the way

It's not how they tell it, it's never how they say

Let's sing our songs for the pigeons

As common as religion

High on, high on Mount Zion

We're all dandelions

All dandelions

Let's sing our songs for the pigeons

As common as religion

High on, high on Mount Zion

We're all dandelions