Kevin Luthy - Birds Lyrics

Depends on what you do
And where you're goin' to
Listen to a mix of blue
Feeling true to going on
Even when all strength is gone
Ignoring a red octagon

Breakin' right through in a delusion or two
And it's the same old maze in more complex days
Forgotten history
Ignorance is bliss for thee
And bubbles pop sometimes and something else that rhymes

Depends on what you do
And where you're goin' to
Listen to a mix of blue
Feeling true to going on
Even when all strength is gone
Ignoring a red octagon

Shovelin' through snow
The ducks ain't in no row
And no one is in command
Unless no one makes a stand
And evidence of the truth as obvious as youth
Questions of the day linger on and stay

Depends on what you do
And where you're goin' to
Listen to a mix of blue
Feeling true to going on
Even when all strength is gone
Ignoring a red octagon