Smashed Birds

I walked the rope

When I realized my depth

They wrote that notes about my bitty little birds

I grab one note and put it in my pocket

With your birds

I walked the rope

Until I came close to your home

Your house was floating on my water

I asked one tree, one tree to take me in

To your house

And then I took all your birds

And I smashed them in my pocket, oh

And then I cut the feathers off

And then I made myself a beautiful dress

Read you basement was a letter to my soul

You wrote it when we were married

I took these note and put it in my mouth

With your words

And then I took all your words

And then I ate them by the fire, oh

And then I tore the pages off

And then I made myself a beautiful dress

I spoke your words out in your garden where

I pealed my new house near flowers, trees and bees

I told that trees and bees to fly away

With your words and your birds

And then I took all your words

And I ate them by the fire, oh

And me and your smashers we danced the whole night

And in the morning I climbed your tree and flew away