Video - Wendy McNeill

something old and something blue

such a common bird

i am a lone wolf
a beauty and a beast
both hunter and hunted
soft tongue and sharp teeth
i'm toned from my travels
but raw from this road
as i drink from storm puddles
and the stories i'm told

help me figure this out
help me figure you in
you're a shadow to me
that i echo when sing
help me figure this out
help me figure you in-
to this simple little melody

I have seen angels
they were sleeping in gutters
they were standing in bank lines
they were jumping from towers
they were calling like seagulls
but nobody heard
such a beautiful message
from such a common bird

we want freedom for ourselves
but we can´t give it to each other
we want peace between nations
yet we battle with our lovers
we´re blinded by billboards
and trying to get ahead
choking on ambition
and the words left unsaid

all the words left unsaid weave a simple little melody... WM