Birds

We haven't burned these bridges

For the last time

So I'll get the gas,

You bring the matches

We can dowse these threads on our backs.

No longer birds of prey

We are just fuel for this fire.

This is gone... it feels so wrong

Yet sometimes it feels so right.

This is gone on for to long baby.

I broke your heart

When the winds go colder,

Broke my neck

Explaining things I can't explain.

Back and forth,

Its always back and forth

When it comes to you and I.