Letras
There's a little bird
Singing outside my door
Sings so sweet, sings so shrill
Just like the night before
Oh you must be a freak like me
You sing to the night
When most eyes are shut tight
And light buses go roaring by
The otherwise black and silent sky
Bearing a million starry eyes
Who ask no questions, tell no lies
Make no judgements, nor decries
The self-conscious restrictions
Outside bad addictions
Inflated opinions to impede your mind
The one-up-man shit prisms
They just don't reach kitchens
They can't find their way in the dark old night
Oh you must be a freak like me
You sing to the night
They just can't touch the souls of the starry eyed
Not in the black, black old night
They can't touch the souls of the starry eyed
Not in the black, black old night
There's a little bird
Singing outside my door
Sings so sweet, sings so shrill
Just like the night before
Oh you must be a freak like me
You sing to the night
When most eyes are shut tight
And light buses go roaring by
The otherwise silent sky
Bearing a million starry eyes
Who ask no questions, tell no lies
Make no judgements, nor decries
The self-imposed restrictions
Outside bad addictions
Inflated opinions to impede your mind
The one-up-man shit prisms
They just don't reach kitchens
They can't make their way in the dark old night
Oh you must be a freak like me
You sing to the night