Little flightless metal birds High above in limbless tree Ring out into the atmosphere Creating beauty inadvertently It was a technological feat This little bird Wading through the market's waste We locked eyes felt our lonliness abate True desire showed its face, but only momentarily Grey cascades in foreign waves Wash the day away I bought you from the dying woods of Brazil This little bird While the kids burned down the greenhouse pushed the Charred frame into the landfill Put his beak to the world We bought new bodies we bought diamond encrusted guns So who the hell are you? Making out so high in the backseat of a car-bomb under carcinogenic sun Grey cascades in foreign waves Wash the day away Grey cascades in foreign waves We did believe in magic we did believe We let our souls act as canaries Our hearts gilded cages be Watched a million dimming lanterns float out to sea Lay your malady at the mouth of the death machine Aeroplane odabo Ba mi ki won lo Odabo Eko meji, o yo mi O yo mi O yo mi Grey cascades in foreign waves Wash the day away Grey cascades in foreign waves