Johnny Manchild & The Poor Bastards
Oh, Songbird
[Verse 1]
I keep my distance out of deference, it happens of course
But frequency of this is dominating every discourse
I understand, but comprehension leaves more to be desired
The common sense is rinsed and since this realization I find
I'm growing tired, uninspired by the bicker and bitch
It grows and feeds like a disease until I bleed from the itch
Unearthing each and every hollow body; raising the lich
The ways of old are nеw and bold and we are governеd by it

[Chorus]
The world is dark these days
And all the larks are caged in silence
They've no heart to sing
This too shall come to pass
This not built to last
Oh, songbird (Songbird)
Find me in the spring

[Post-Chorus]
And my affliction
Is all the world is facing
When all is undone
We all outstretch embracing
A distant notion
Of something worth remembering
Of all that can be done
Of all that's left worth saving
[Verse 2]
I'm one of many; each and every one is striking the match
Intent on burning every wretch until they wither to ash
To tolerate the squalor built by the intolerant begs
To be complicit in cementing out place
In the dregs
Listen in; keep an ear to the ground
When it ends
Listen in, and follow the sound

[Chorus]
The world is dark these days
And all the larks are caged in silence
They've no heart to sing
This too shall come to pass
This not built to last
Oh, songbird (Songbird)
Find me in the spring

[Outro]
Find me in the spring!