Aviary

In come the vultures through dusty air
To take you down and tear the ribbons from your hair
In come the songbirds with bitter melodies
To sever all your heartstrings as they light upon the trees

This place can sometimes be so ugly
This place can sometimes be so strange

In come the blackbirds in murders and in droves
To cover you in shadow as they clean you to the bone
And here I come, a firebird
Don't offer up your sorrow
Today you see me crash and burn but I'll be back tomorrow

This place can sometimes be so perfect
This place can sometimes be your cage
This place can sometimes be so beautiful
This place will always be so strange