Little Birds

Little Birds

Little birds. Fast hearts.

Theyíll leave you in the cold,

but theyíll come back in the Spring.

Even when theyíre sad they sing.

Little birds. Fast hearts.

<<<<< Theyíll sing for you and eat your bugs. >>>>>

Itís the tiny strips of tin foil that

they keep away from, but not the

baths theyíre taking in the dayís sun,

and when theyíve taken all that they can take

they fly awayÖfly, fly, fly away.

Little birds. Fast hearts.

Theyíll sing for you and eat your bugs.