Birds Of A Feather

it's easy sometimes when you just coast along
 but like it or not something always seems to go wrong
 sometimes people build you up just so they can knock you down
 sometimes they will have you there 'cause they need someone around
 perhaps you'll receive invitations for tea
 perhaps you'll laugh and make them all smile
 or maybe you'll join them 'cause it had to be
 perhaps you'll forget you forgot for awhile
 birds of a feather are flocking outside
 like whippets they dance in a curly-queue dance
 of pulses and ringing and campfire chants
 of ritual drumming although at first glance
 you thought you could run but you won't take a chance
 it's not an experience if they can't bring someone along
 they hang on emotions they bottle inside
 they peck at the ground
 and strut out of stride