Hi friend!
I’ve been thinking about this song for a while now. I wrote it back in 2015 when my world was slowly crumbling due to illness. I felt like something out there had stopped listening to me and I pictured this drunk, fallen angel, who was so upset with the world that he had given up and had begun to unravel. Maybe he didn’t feel listened to either?
I’m not sure why it didn’t make the album — perhaps I thought it was too simple. But I do love the lyrics. I’m sure, with my brother’s piano playing and a good double bass it could turn into a good one.
Here are the lyrics:
Verse 1
Birdman walks across my grass again
His wings are soaked in ethanol
Birdman walks across my grass again
His head craving Tylenol
Verse 2
His feet they feel like two balloons
His hands creased from wiping tears
I watch him dance around in circles
With two fingers each in one ear
Chorus
Oooooooh
I’ll sleep with the lights turned on tonight
Ooooooh
No moon shining bright
It was the day birdman stopped answering my calls
Verse 3
The basement floor is white with feathers
He shed them all, his coat now pink
I try to calm him tell him stories
No use he says my world is going to sink
Chorus
Ooooooh
I’ll sleep with the lights turned on tonight
Ooooooh
No moon shining bright
It was the day birdman stopped answering my calls
I’d love to know what you think? Should I release it one day or leave it in the vault?
Tell me…
Have you ever felt like something out there stopped listening?
Should I release this song or leave it in the vault?
I’d love to read your thoughts in the comments below!
