The Truth About Flight, Love, and BB Guns feat. Catalina Bellizzi

With the pride of an eagle, I exaggerate my wing span
I do not fly I soar
But I'm the bird of prey
I'm simply here to play and explore
I am the sparrow and it's buried in the deep
It's part of my beed, my core
I sail over the cities and towns
Over the hills, and the fields
Taking in the sense of wonderment that it yields
The thing that nobody knows is that I give all of my feathers
To be one of the men, to be simply be living amongst the ground dwellers
So I sail over the cities, over the shops, and the stores
Watching transactions between consumers and entrepreneurs
Listening to one-sided conversations on cell phones
Wishing I was on the other end instead of flying alone
But still I'm flying alone, they would never embrace me
Sometimes I wish one of 'em would just catch me and cage me
They think that it's so great to be as free as a bird
But if it doesn't come with love, freedom's the ugliest word
And I've seen love, I know it's something that they possess
When I follow them from the city to the summer vinace
I see the mommy's cooking dinner and daddy's paying the bills
Too busy to ever notice the little bird on the window sill
I tuck my beak into my chest and turn around to fly away
That's precisely when I heard a little boy's voice say
"Little bird, little bird, sitting on the window sill
Everything's going to be fine if you just sit completely still"
So still I sat
Frozen
I wouldn't risk taking a breath
I'd be contempt to staring into his eyes
Until I starved to death
He noticed me
So this is what it's like to feel free
He's looking into my eyes
So this is what it's like to fly
He smiles at me
So this is what it's like to feel loved
Unclinchingly I smiled back
And that's when everything went black
Wish you saw, wish I was
Wish you saw what I saw