Look into the microscope at any major city by the sea There you'll find the missing link between missed opportunity and me Going into overdrive I underwhelm the world Without my charms I have set the course to fail A ship without a sail tends to roll away I look up Clouds of white inside my paper cup And though it's undeniable it's so absurd Trying to get to heaven on a little bird Trying to get to heaven on a bird Have you ever watched a life go spinning down an omnipresent drain? Can you spare a dime to help alleviate a burning-barrel brain? Pushing through the afternoon With nothing but these rags upon my back I am waiting for a break The world I will forsake when I take the reigns I look up Clouds of white inside my paper cup And though it's undeniable it's so absurd Trying to get to heaven on a little bird Trying to get to heaven on a bird