Bohemian Bird
GRIZFOLK · Waking Up The Giants 2016 · Track 11 of 12
Running from shelter You're my bohemian bird The winter has melted And summer won't be left unheard We've been lost before We'll be lost forever And they can keep asking And we'll tell them we're displaced together
Raindrops like roadblocks We're the indigenous ones We scraped out the bottom And we drift in the morning sun We can live our lives Like the colors in our feathers They can keep asking We'll tell them we're displaced together
And nothing is broken and nothing is lost We'll hear the unspoken, the bridges we cross And I'll remain fearless at trails that don't last The trees become ghosts and the journey's at bay And nothing is broken and nothing is lost We'll hear the unspoken, the bridges we cross And I'll remain fearless at trails that don't last The trees become ghosts and the journey's at bay