Birds (she could have written this song)

What is song when it's older

And you kept it like a hoarder

And the feelings changed

Sorta

Been sorting my socks

Flying in flocks

Time is a mirror for thought

She coulda written this song 'bout

Birdies, and the word is LOVE

And the question WHEN ?

'ts why the tone is soft

They danced around then flew afar

To find a branch to sing their heart

't was this song just times appart

This bench looks upon a lovely place

Keeps me looking at this dance without a plan

In the sky, a lovely sight

Birds they fly

In the sky

They fly

Because they're birds

And they fly in the sky

If you heard a song bout birdies

I could not tell you you're wrong

But I heard they are more stories

Burried underneath this song

They are nor sad nor happy

Or so far as I understand

She could have written this song

If you heard a song bout chirping

Flying low between the pines

This a story bout two birdies

Same bench, different time

Birds they fly

In the sky

They fly

Because they're birds

And they fly in the sky