Pretty Little Bird

Oh, pretty little bird, what a pretty little mess Stepping to the wild side in your pretty little dress They had you, they held you, to every little thing scorned you, and bound you, to every little sin. Won't you walk away? Come stand with the sun in your eyes... you can find it all, just gotta look deep inside. We'll be playing hide and seek where the moonlight hides, through the ocean tides ooh lala Oh, pretty little bird, with the dirty little wings flying through the wasteland with your precious little things Let go, Let go, won't you go another way Step into the light, what do you say? Oh, pretty little birds, roaming true- living free singing sounds of divinity that mark where we have been howling songs in the wind that'll show us where to go waltzing with the trees that teach us how to grow Oh, pretty little birds, we hold our heads high and our pretty little wings, that have learned just how to fly Keep us soaring, soaring, soaring right ahead.... To the clouds that took you out of your head