Lyrics:
Birds Piano

You and John are birds You and John are ghosts You and John are genies, guarding my coast And in my address book, you're depicted as birds Drawn in, no

You and John are birds You and John are ghosts You and John are genies, guarding my coast And in my address book, you're depicted as birds Drawn in,

could never shoot down My, my high-flying bird My high-flying, high-flying bird My high-flying, high-flying bird My high-flying, high-flying bird My high-flying, high-flying bird

left I wear a chain upon my wrist that bears no name You touched it and you wore it And you kept it in your pillow all the same My high-flying bird

We made plans to kiss the sun at night Hopeless dreamers, hopeless types Shedding skin you show your beauty scars Don't forget me or who you are You

was possible You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for The end of paralysis, I was a statuette Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench And when

industry My man, Money B, oh, my mellow, Shock G The freaks of the industry And when you see us back stage, be prepared to G Well, they say that birds

inside of me Never try to be something you not- and don't lie to me Ebony and ivory Keys on my piano playin' Tryin' to test some music, but the rhythm

] My nigga you know what its finnin' be Death to my enemies, patna you no kin to me Tell it to da guillotine Heard you been spillin' beans Birds from