Sweet Little Bird - Heavy Trash

Sweet little bird

It doesn’t have to be this way

A crawling man

Walk though this land with me

Please God find me his worst

I’ll kick him then let your ghost run free

A true fine sparrow

You don’t have to cover your eyes

Here I am

You don’t have to shout out and cry

I’ve found God, exploderers, intreprid in the loafer

Working the farms, wither and die

What once worked so well

Does not anymore

Don’t walk the blinds, baby

Open up the door

Of your cage

I lost my head once

Before, now, I’m OK

Can you le me hear you go tweet

Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet

And I realise it

You can see sun shine

You can taste salt

Eat breakfast at night

Or reverse when you walk

Sweet little bird

Come stay with me for a while

Yeah, I love you my darling

My sweet

I live by your smile

Let me see you

Fine in this world

Sweet little bird

It don’t have to be this way

It don’t have to be everything