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Ben Caplan - Birds With Broken Wings (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Caplan
Ben Caplan
Vocals
Michael Winograd
Michael Winograd
Clarinet
Phil Shaw Bova
Phil Shaw Bova
Percussion
Ronald J Hynes
Ronald J Hynes
Contrabass
Greg Woolner
Greg Woolner
Drums
Mohamed Raky
Mohamed Raky
Instrument
Donald Maclennan
Donald Maclennan
Violin
Jaron Freeman Fox
Jaron Freeman Fox
Violin
Nicolae Margineanu
Nicolae Margineanu
Instrument
Sergiu Popa
Sergiu Popa
Accordion
Judith Little-Daudelin
Judith Little-Daudelin
Background Vocals
Cyndi Cain
Cyndi Cain
Background Vocals
Lindsay Alcorn
Lindsay Alcorn
Background Vocals
Coco Love Alcorn
Coco Love Alcorn
Background Vocals
Sasha Muise
Sasha Muise
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Caplan
Ben Caplan
Songwriter
Michael Winograd
Michael Winograd
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Phil Shaw Bova
Phil Shaw Bova
Mastering Engineer
Howard Billerman
Howard Billerman
Engineer
Renaud Letang
Renaud Letang
Mixing Engineer
Josh "Socalled" Dolgin
Josh "Socalled" Dolgin
Producer
Tyler Fitzmaurice
Tyler Fitzmaurice
Engineer
Darren van Niekirk
Darren van Niekirk
Engineer

Lyrics

Bring me birds with broken wings, men with all the answers
People who have killed, give me incurable cancers
Bring me beaches slicked in oil, give me disregard for doubt
Street lights shine on broken roads where no one is about
I want that hopeless dream depression, punishments without a cause
Give me impotent obsession and disregard for laws
I want the trees in single file, bring the corpse of something rare
Show me children who are sinners, show me mounds of human hair
I climbed up the mountain just to kill my son
An angel tried to stop me with a ram
Well, he said, "Your mind's infected," but I said, "You lack perspective"
You gotta walk the bottom if you wanna see the top
La da da da, la da da da, la da da da da da da da da da
La da da da, la da da da, la da da da da da da da da da
Give me poison I can swim in, water I can't drink
Wheels that won't stop spinning, teach my children not to think
I want the fruit that tastes like nothing and two thumbs for every crook
Give me lessons without questions, mild the days the books
Give me metaphors unraveled, poetry defined
Bring me the head of Dionysius, but please, don't spill out the wine
Trade the future for the present, trade me ashes for my history
I don't need to look inside, I know the answer to the mystery
I climbed up the mountain just to kill my son
An angel tried to stop me with a ram
Well he said, "Your mind's infected," but I said, "You lack perspective"
You gotta walk the bottom if you wanna see the top
La da da da, la da da da, la da da da da da da da da da
La da da da, la da da da, la da da da da da da da da da
Oh, I know they call me crazy
But there will be no turning back
I don't care if things get ugly
Once the word of God is spoken
There's no way to take it back
I climbed up the mountain just to kill my son
An angel tried to stop me with a ram
Well he said, "Your mind's infected," but I said, "You lack perspective"
You gotta walk the bottom if you wanna see the top
Written by: Ben Caplan
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