Dead Bird

Dead Bird - Lael Neale

There s a road In the rain

Littered with clouds

But I m dry as your cheek

As you led me out

How lonely I feel

Toss me aside

Like broken glass

Or a cellophane wrapper

Around a cigarette pack

How lonely I feel

And It s too late

It s a sad fate

Black as a funeral line

And there s a dead bird

Lying the dust

You turned your head In disgust

Said I was happy

In the san andreas fault

But the crack In my voice

Might say It all

How lonely I feel

And It s too late

It s a sad fate

Black as a funeral line

And there s a dead bird

Lying In the dust

You turned your head In disgust

A dead bird

Lying In the dust

You turned your head In disgust