Cynic's Song Lyrics by Jealous of the Birds
Jealous of the Birds Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Maybe we'll be fossilised and married to the mud
Maybe we'll be burned alive or swallowed by a flood
Maybe every tree and plant won't give a flower bud
Oh, maybe I should go to bed
[Verse 2]
Maybe all the scholars have bigger, bright ideas
Geometries, new platitudes and visions of Pangea
A cellist down the hall plays Ave Maria
Oh, maybe I should go to bed
[Verse 3]
Maybe there is justice and it blows a bugle horn
Maybe there's a universe inside a fresh acorn
Maybe doves of peace weren't ravaged in the corn
Oh, maybe I should go to bed
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 4]
Maybe if the light hits right, rain could look like pearls
Maybe all our prayers fly from coloured flags unfurled
Maybe all the love we have could fill the whole damn world
Oh, maybe I should go to bed
Oh, maybe I'll just go to bed
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