Night Birds from Mental Picture by Sarah Bethe Nelson

Restless women and peaceful men
Have been getting it wrong since I don’t know when
Peaceful men need steady gals
Who let them get some sleep in the wee, wee hours
La-la-la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
But the wee hours are when the night birds sing
It’s the only time time they tell me anything
I’m trying to see the future from way up high
And hoping something happens before I die
La-la-la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
They canceled the things I wanted to be
I turned into a prism of monotony
Now my days are like fractured beams
I stay up late hiding from my dreams

La-la-la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Hurry before your treasure turns to trash
Spend it quick, it won’t last
I don’t answer I’ve got nothing to say
Six months later it’s the same damn day
La-la-la-la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
I hope restless women and peaceful men
Go dancing with the night birds someday again
We’ll meet in the streets, we’ll hold on tight
Then I’ll probably call you up in the middle of the night

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