Birds

Intro: Verse 1: This is our true alarm. This is reality. We will do what we can. We are just figurines with a theology that we don’t understand. Pre-Chorus: We can’t forget the beginning, when He set our broken wings. God, how much does it take for us to be loved? For us to be saved? We all are birds stuck inside our cage, covered up with praise. And behind our saints we hide our face. Oh, the numbers come. Yeah, they’re dialing in. We can’t help but to comp- are ourselves again. Break: Verse 2: I can’t believe in this—this blue-lipped, lifeless kiss. And we can’t see past our thrones. We fight for life within, but our walls are wearing thin. Oh God, where have we gone? Pre-Chorus: When I’m just one fighting in- difference, does it matter what I say? God, how much does it take for us to be loved? For us to be saved? We all are birds stuck inside our cage, covered up with praise. And behind our saints we hide our face. Oh, the numbers come. Yeah, they’re dialing in. We can’t help but to comp- are ourselves again. Outro: It’s not that there were ever bad intentions— it’s more that we forgot where to call home. From im- portant things that we don’t know to mention, it’s the uniform that we put on—the formula we have for love Beautiful intentions Formula for love Beautiful intentions Formula for love It’s not that there were ever bad intentions— it’s more that we forgot where to call home. From im- portant things that we don’t know to mention, it’s the uniform that we put on—the formula we have for love