Smashed Birds

I walked the rope
When I realized my depth
They wrote that notes about my bitty little birds

I grab one note and put it in my pocket
With your birds
I walked the rope
Until I came close to your home
Your house was floating on my water

I asked one tree, one tree to take me in
To your house
And then I took all your birds
And I smashed them in my pocket, oh
And then I cut the feathers off
And then I made myself a beautiful dress

Read you basement was a letter to my soul
You wrote it when we were married
I took these note and put it in my mouth
With your words
And then I took all your words
And then I ate them by the fire, oh
And then I tore the pages off
And then I made myself a beautiful dress

I spoke your words out in your garden where
I pealed my new house near flowers, trees and bees
I told that trees and bees to fly away
With your words and your birds

And then I took all your words
And I ate them by the fire, oh
And me and your smashers we danced the whole night

And in the morning I climbed your tree and flew away