Big Bird - Lyrics by Graham Coxon


Lyrics

Big Bird
Big sad
No word
Big Bad
Colours fill the floor
Leaving me no more
Small lines
Small head
No mind
Long dead
Thoughts are hard to form
Penciled on the door
Easelessly
Ceaselessly

Big Bird
Big sad
No word
Big Bad
Colours fill the floor
Leaving me no more

Small lines
Small head
No mind
Long dead
Thoughts are hard to form
Penciled on the door
Aaah Aaah


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