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Lyrics
bomb bay doors over a quilt of a town
say "hi" bluebird and say "hi" robbin
who dive dive dive dive dive dive dive
and watch the bombs as they fall to the ground
and are swallowed by an
explosion of light and heat and sound
that feels like the train that pass by every
day by day what's left is getting smaller
tree limbs get blown off and houses get hollow
there are no shelters, there are no supplies
birds sit and sing while the history dies
and the dust settles in the street
there's some new condos built last week
and the trains feel louder and faster than they
ever have before
riding through the streets at 4am
there are only two sounds
an air conditioner left on overnight
and the birds who exalt the rising sun
but get confused by the clouds
reflecting New York City's light
bomb bay doors over a quilt of a town
say "hi" bluebird and say "hi" robbin
who dive dive dive dive dive dive dive
and smash their little bodies
smash their little bodies
smash their little bodies
as bombs into the ground
say "hi" bluebird and say "hi" robbin
who dive dive dive dive dive dive dive
and watch the bombs as they fall to the ground
and are swallowed by an
explosion of light and heat and sound
that feels like the train that pass by every
day by day what's left is getting smaller
tree limbs get blown off and houses get hollow
there are no shelters, there are no supplies
birds sit and sing while the history dies
and the dust settles in the street
there's some new condos built last week
and the trains feel louder and faster than they
ever have before
riding through the streets at 4am
there are only two sounds
an air conditioner left on overnight
and the birds who exalt the rising sun
but get confused by the clouds
reflecting New York City's light
bomb bay doors over a quilt of a town
say "hi" bluebird and say "hi" robbin
who dive dive dive dive dive dive dive
and smash their little bodies
smash their little bodies
smash their little bodies
as bombs into the ground
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| Release | March 29, 2007 | ||||||||||
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