With mountain fire and with snow With summer rain and sunshine grow How does it end, how does it start, where do I go? I don't know, I don't know In rising east and setting west In perfect hundred legged pests How am I factored into everybody's nest? Will I rest, will I rest? And I've got so many questions What's a baby bird to do if it's parents die? Am I a part of a question? Will someone clean the dust behind both my eyes? Is it so terrible, will I ache inside? I don't know, I don't know I'll probably hide With a millennium of space My core was shattered at this place Oh, and now I cannot feel the blood pump in my face Go to waste, go to waste Drain all the water from my skin Torn achilles, severed limb Oh, am I a canvas for a never ending sin? When will my life begin? And I'm full of never answered questions What the hell's a baby bird to do to learn how to fly? When will people hear my message? Will my words evaporate to dust in the sky? I've got the shivers, I've got sand in my eyes I don't know, I don't know, where to hide ♪ Will you answer my question? I've been sitting alone, watching dead sparrows fly