Woorden: Florence and the Machine. Bird Song.

Well, I didn't tell anyone but a bird flew by
Saw what I'd done and set up a nest outside
And he sang about what I'd become

He sang so loud, sang so clear
I was afraid all the neighbors would hear
So I invited him in just to reason with him
I promised I wouldn't do it again

But he sang louder and louder inside the house
And now I couldn't get him out
So I trapped him under a cardboard box
And stood on it to make him stop

I picked up the bird and above the dim I said
"That's the last song you'll ever sing"
Held him down, broke his neck
Taught him a lesson he wouldn't forget

But in my dreams began to creep
That old familiar tweet, tweet, tweet

I opened my mouth to scream and shout
I waved my arms and flapped about
But I couldn't scream and I couldn't shout
Couldn't scream and I couldn't shout

I opened my mouth to scream and shout
I waved my arms and flapped about
But I couldn't scream I couldn't shout
The song was coming from my mouth

From my mouth
From my mouth
From my mouth

From my mouth
From my mouth
From my mouth
From my mouth

From my mouth
From my mouth
From my mouth
From my mouth

From my mouth
From my mouth
From my mouth
From my mouth