tiny little movements
today i looked out the window
and what there did i see?
a thousand little blackbirds
staring back at me
they're hungry and they're bored
they're pecking at the ground
and with each little nod they say hello
but never make a sound
these tiny little movements
they speak so much more than words
in tiny little movements
i speak only to the birds
they may be kinda scary
when they're whirling in the sky
they may be ugly, may be dumb
but since when can humans just jump and fly?
i'd love to see you fly...
these tiny little movements
they speak so much more than words
in tiny little movements
i speak only to the birds
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trying to find a little chaos in the order..
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