Other Birds of Prey Songtext
von Glen Phillips

It doesn′t make a difference
It doesn't change a thing
The air in your lungs
The taste on your tongue
How pretty you sing

You are the exception
That verifies the rule
The ebb and the flow
The devil we know
The flaw in the jewel

The fine lines
The lost time
The heavy atmosphere
The past tense
The cast nets
But a new day is here


You found me in the desert
As dry as stale toast
Awaiting the night
The end of the light
My heart in my throat

The other birds of prey
Were circling ′round
For the blood and the bone
The sticks and the stones
The thorn in the crown

The fine lines
The lost time
The heavy atmosphere
The past tense
The cast nets
But a new day is here
A new day is here
A new day is here


The fine lines
The lost time
The heavy atmosphere
The past tense
The cast nets
But a new day is here
A new day is here
A new day is here
A new day is here
A new day is here