this head is home
in a house of flesh and bone
in a twisting chromosome
i feel life waking up

i can see her face
i become her words today
i become the song she plays
i'm her rhythm marching on

somedays i'm blessed
somedays i'm a total mess
somedays i need to rest
somedays i need to fly

if i flew up above
would i see a panoramic love
would i see the beauty of
the sadness that is mine

giving up one thing
you get something in return
to see it from the birds eye
the birds eye, the birds eye

i wanted to fly but
i got a little bit too high
to see it from the birds eye
the birds eye, the birds eye and
come down

somedays i'm a map
somedays i'm a missing cat
i'm a deal then a stab in the back
i'm a knife you call a friend

somedays i'm a beach
i'm a wave completely free
other times a commodity
pillaged, wrapped and priced up
i'm the feeling that we're all gonna rise up
steer the ship to a colorful horizon
i'm a piece of glass
i'm a piece of ass
i'm a piece of work selling all my time
stocking up shelves and clocking in at 9
selling all my life just to buy some time, buy some time
dying just to live my life, live my life, live my life
breathing just to catch my breath

giving up one thing you
get something in return
to see it with a new eye
a new eye, a new eye and know why

i wanted to fly but
i got a little bit too high
to see if from the birds eye
the birds eye, the birds eye and
come down

i'd go underground but
i gotta little bit too down

i wanted to fly but
i got a little bit too high