Words & Birds

They can fly, it's true

That's not all they can do

We try to identify

Quantify the sky

You might die for kicks

But the high won't stick

It's all too beautiful, man

Too beautiful to land

Time hangs hard on our hand a bird makes no demand

Try to survive, only the word gets out alive

Try to survive, only the word gets out alive

Those impossible wings

Messengers that bring

Inexplicable songs

Purple twilight and dawn

Oh, oar on, Penelope!

Sands of mystery

It's all too beautiful, man

Too beautiful to stand

Time hangs hard on our hand a bird makes no demand

Try to survive, only the word gets out alive

Try to survive, only the word gets out alive

And the bird is still the word

But not for long

If the birds forget the words

We all go wrong

They can fly, it's true

They're all better than you

It's hard not to mention

We are bent by the sun

Oh, you can punch the cloud

It won't make a sound

It's all too beautiful, man

Too beautiful to plan

Oh, time hangs hard on our hand a bird makes no demand

Try to survive, only the word gets out alive

Try to survive, only the word gets out alive

Try to survive, only the word gets out alive