Lyrics from Louis Vuitton's SS25 Fashion Show Premiere

[Chorus: John Legend]
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain (Pain)
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain (Pain)
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Lost in emotion, mama's youngest
Tryna navigate life without my compass
Some experience death and feel numbness
But not me, I felt it all and couldn't function
Seein' you that day
Tellin' you my plans but I was leavin' you that day
It was in God's hands
Ye was at Elon's waiting to get with me
On my way to Texas, that's when Virginia hit me
And I realized in that instant
Our last conversation, you was against it
Told you I was going to Turks for Thanksgiving
I heard what I wanted to hear but didn't listen
You said you told Gene that Buck needed forgiveness
I see you went to DD's and stuffed both her fridges
You even told dad you wished y'all never splitted
See you were checkin' boxes, I was checkin' my mentions
Sayin' you was tired but not ready to go
Basically was dying without letting me know
I loved you met Nige', hate that he won't remember you
Two things that break my heart is what November's do
And T follows you, now mind you
DD calls you, Gene finds you, was that your vision?
Precision, while I'm reminiscin'
It all hits different, Ma listen
[Chorus: John Legend]
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain (Pain)
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain (Pain)
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain

[Verse 2: No Malice]
Your car was in the driveway, I knew you were home
By the third knock, a chill ran through my bones
The way you miss mama, I guess I should've known
Chivalry ain't dead, you ain't let her go alone
Found you in the kitchen, scriptures in the den
Half-written texts that you never got to send
Combin' through your dresser drawer, where do I begin?
Postin' noted Bible quotes, was you preparin' then?
I can hear your voice now, I can feel your presence
Askin' "Should I rap again?", you gave me your blessing
The way you spelled it out, there's a L in every lesson
"Boy, you owe it to the world, let your mess become your message"
Shared you with my friends, the pops they never had
You live for our fishin' trips, damn, I had a dad
Mine taught discipline, mine taught structure
Mine didn't mind when he had to pull a double
Mine worked overtime, smiled through the struggle
'Cause mine wouldn't let us feel what he had to suffer
See mine made sure he had every base covered
So imagine his pain findin' base in the cupboard
Birds don't sing if the words don't sting
Your last few words in my ear still ring
You told me that you loved me, it was all in your tone
"I love my two sons" was the code to your phone, now [you're gone?]
[Chorus: John Legend]
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain (Pain)
The birds don't sing (No they don't, no they don't)
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain (Pain)
(They don't sing, they just screech in pain, it's a cycle, they do that shit over and over again)
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain (Who realized they screech in pain, oh-oh)
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain (Oh no, oh no, oh no)