Bird Song

If freedom's really just a word

for nothing left to lose,

now you must be floating free

with nothing left to choose.

 

The scream of Gods confined

Blocked by the dirt in his throat.

Bird sings but feels no joy.

Now crowned King, he digs his moat.

 

With so much won, all is lost.

The burning bridge has been crossed

by sleight of hand from off the stage

the myth survives for many an age.

 

Though the song lingers on

The bird's forever gone.

No last words, No goodbye,

Just turned and kissed the sky.

 

How high the stars do rise,

When they're not connected to anything.

what I always needed

was never what you'd bring.

 

Coveting your breathless youth

your truly final vice

without a mark of age upon it

your soul has paid the price

 

Though the song lingers on

the bird's forever gone.

No encore, no goodbye

Just fell and kissed the sky.

 

Thrown high in the air

But not as high as potential dared

You find you can no longer fly.

Though the song lingers on.

 

© Fowl Play Music

Tear the World Apart

Refrigerated Roses, sent but never bought.

Incriminating poses, was it all you'd sought?

One deluded night, posed man of the hour.

You could force a desperate situation

and then it would die.

But that's not what you're after.

Or are you just a lie?

 

Tear the world apart.

She doesn't work for you.

Tear the world apart.

You cannot get through.

Tear the world apart.

What are you left with?

 

Locker room hero, all that you ever desired.

Burned at ground zero, nothing else you valued higher.

You are too late, and do you care?

You are your fate, condemned to stand and stare.

The quest consumes you

until the prize is your life.

The end cannot satisfy.

Yet ever you will strive.

 

 

Tear the world apart.

Take the pieces with you.

Tear the world apart.

You cannot be through.

Tear the world apart.

What are you left with?

 

Regular man of situations

Just living by default.

Moving through the unreal city.

Imprisoned in a crystal vault.

 

Got to keep the feelings coming.

Make the numbness go away.

Yes, the next will be the last.

Keep reality at bay.

 

Got to keep the feelings coming.

Got to keep the feelings coming.

© Fowl Play Music

All lyrics written by Cody Stumpo and Michael Huening, of Death Chicken fame.