City Bird - Jesca Hoop
City bird city bird
Fly away from my window from my window
'Cause you don't sing
Like the birds from home sing
Your song is dying
I set the table
For the ghosts in my home my home
And pour the wine
And raise a glass
For the guests in my home
They're entering
In their skin and in their bones
Still in their bones
The vision scares
But none compares
To the dread of drinking alone
After the tower's turned to a tomb
The underworld refugees
All were refused by the banker
They could never go in
So I let them in oh
City bird city bird
Fly away from my window from my window
'Cause you don't sing
Like the birds from home sing
Your song is dying
I light the candle
For the ghosts in my home my home
And say a prayer to please send care
For the guests in my home
But in their sleep
They claw and scream the devil home
(The devil's come home)
But that nightmare
Does not compare to the demons
In sleeping alone
After the tower is turned to a tomb
The underworld refugees
All were refused by the banker
And with nowhere to go
They wash up on Skid Row oh
City bird city bird
Fly away from my window from my window
'Cause you don't sing
Like the birds from home sing
Your song is dying
