Clipped your wings just in time to stay down Scared of what you're seeking Thinking Tied your tongue with your head in the ground Dedicate the weekend To staying inside So high Bluebird ♪ Still can't decide Burning all your bridges That lead you outside Blue check on your headstone Good life No one left to speak to A grayed out reply For eye You learn ♪ All the things that have come before now You turn Bluebird