Birdwatching | Original song

An original folk song about a bird's eyes view on city life, success, and the stain of pollution. Text by Elisabeth Widell, music by Is Inkpen.
This song along appears on my first EP 'Denial of the Dark' - released TODAY on Bandcamp! https://inkpen.bandcamp.com/album/den...

🖊️LYRICS🖊️
View us from above
Imbalance casts a shadow
Silhouettes hide true nature
An eruption of oozing hate
seeps into the cracks
Floods the edges
of the city
Stains our tongues
Licks its way up naked trees
Submerges everything

One day
We flip the switch
One day
We observe the chaos
Rearrange the pieces
The birds were always watching
So were we
so were we

Hate as a language lacks hope
Tastes bitter
Smog snowflakes on children’s tongues
Frozen medals
Congratulations on your destruction
Miners peck the ground like chickens
A lonely mitten longs to be seen
Playtime is over

The clouds are bushes
The sky is a pasture
Birds graze
Soaring over our hair nests
Grooves and lines like twigs
Soft blankets for brains

One day
We flip the switch
One day
We observe the chaos
Rearrange the pieces
The birds were always watching
So were we
so were we
so were we

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