wishing that something would happen
a change in this place
´cos i´m tearing off the fancy wrapping
find an empty package

take for a while
your trumpet from your lip
loosen your hold loosen your grip
on your old ways
that have fallen out of step
in a changing time
hoist a new flag
hoist a new flag

angry sun burn down
judging us all
guilty of neglect and disrespect
and thinking small

and death by boredom
and death by greed
if we can´t stop taking
more than we need

but across the fractured landscape
i see the same things
tired ideas
birds without wings

birds without wings
birds without wings

and these are just thoughts
of lack lustre times
i´ve no interest
in excuses you can find

like you´ve had a hard day
now you´re too tired to care
now you´re too tired to care
you´ve had a hard day

well across the fractured landscape
i see the same things
tired ideas broken values
many with the notion
that to share is to lose
a hollow people bound by a lack
of imagination and too much looking back
without the courage to give a new thing a chance
grounded by this ignorance

(and the cat comes)
we´re just,
birds without wings
birds without wings
birds without wings