The Birds - 2008 Remastered Version

In a moment of weakness I embodied the sickness
 And when everyone winds me up I just can't wind down
 And the April rain soaks my jokes to a pulp
 The sun makes my eyes burn
 And it must be my turn
 To fly with the birds this time
 Saturday's nation is rife with anticipation
 Of the ticket that buys you out of the real world
 But I don't mind the rain
 'Cause I was born on an aeroplane
 Balloon ride over landslides
 It's April, I'm 18
 And flying with the birds in a dream
 Make an electric connection as lightning strikes
 Angels' wings not once but twice
 Point blank refusal, the earth moves I turn her head
 Plant life gone wild over British monuments
 Something is burning
 Somebody's learning
 To fly with the birds tonight
 Solomon flies tonight
 Cape to coast, wings in full flight
 He's flying home with the birds tonight
 In a moment of weakness I embodied the sickness
 And I just can't wind down