Birdsong

Birdsong
I don't need my book of ins and outs
To know there's no such thing as a self-made
Misfit outcast alienated
Flight pattern goes too wide
Instinct says run fight or flight it's all I
Ever known and ever will
Every time we go out I feel like a fundamentalist
Drop dead devout far too serious
Flight pattern goes too wide
Instinct says run
Instinct says fly