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Birds Without Wings

David Gray

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Birds Without Wings
Cadd9 - x32030  D2 - xx0230
G - 320003      C - 332010
G/A - 300003    Dadd4 - 554030
Em - 022000     A - x02220
D - xx0232      A* - x02223
Cadd9    / (x2)
Wishing that something would happen   
A change in this place      
Cause Im 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 outta step
In a changing time    
Hoist a new flag   
Hoist a new flag   
Cadd9      Dadd4  
Angry sun burned down   
Judging us all      
Guilty of neglect and disrespect
And thinking small      
***ORIGINAL VERSE***
Death by bordem   
Death by greed      
If we cant stop taking
More than we need      
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***ALTERNATE VERSE***
Death by boredom death by greed
If we cant stop taking more than we need
Watching the pages of history bleed
While we wash our hands    
Hoist a new flag   
Hoist a new flag   
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Well 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      
On lackluster times      
And Ive no interest      
In excuses you can find      
Like you’ve had a hard day      
Now you’re to tired to care      
Now you’re to tired to care      
Oh 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 to 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
Birds        
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Birds Without Wings

David Gray