Three Little Birds
Bob Marley %7C www.equipemasterdowns.blogspot.com Lyrics

--- 3 Little Birds ---

Noone saw
Nobody heard
Noone was there eXcept a few lost birds
The red wine sea
Flooded the town
Blood and water the only sound
Stragglers left
Boarded up homes Thinking they're better off on their own
Nothing to eat
Nothing around
Nothing much left in the empty town
EXcept three little birds
On a telephone line
Drying their wings in the dead sunshine

No more fruit
No more leaves
No more bark on the suicide trees
Just gold and pearls
Dinosaur bones
colors all washed to monochrome
We made a home
Out in the hills
Took what I could from a dead landfill
All blown out tires
Particle board
Made the walls out of old car doors
While three little birds
Marking the time
Drying their wings in the dead sunshine

I wonder what
The people look like
Singing the songs that i hear at night
Their skin so pale
Kerosene eyes
Guess it sounds like a lullaby
For cities to rest
Crumble and sleep
Pray for the lord my soul to keep
I can be light
I can be whole
Instead of staring at a telephone pole
Where three little birds
Up on the line
Drying their wings in the dead sunshine

Told my son
You're never alone
We'll build a bed out of mud and bone
I fell asleep
Out in the rain
Dreamed that we found an aeroplane
With two big wings
Silver and proud
Made our home up in the clouds
We'd live again
Never come down
Circling over our empty town
Like three little birds
Up in the sky
Drying their wings in the dead sunshine