Birds Without Wings

Wishing that something would happen A change in this place 'Cause I'm tearing off the fancy wrapping Find an empty package Take for a while Your trumpet from your lip Loosen your hold, loosen your grip On your old ways That have fallen out of step In a changing time Hoist a new flag Hoist a new flag Angry sun burn down Judging us all Guilty of neglect and disrespect And thinking small And death by boredom And death by greed If we can't stop taking More than we need But across the fractured landscape I find the same things Tired ideas Birds without wings Birds without wings Birds without wings And these are just thoughts On lack-lustre times I've no interest In excuses you can find Like you've had a hard day Now you're too tired to care Now you're too tired to care You've had a hard day Well across the fractured landscape I see the same things Tired ideas, broken values Many with the notion That to share is to lose A hollow people bound by a lack Of imagination and too much looking back Without the courage To give a new thing a chance Grounded by this ignorance (And the cat comes) We're just Birds without wings Birds without wings Birds without wings