You might think that there's as many
As many kind of people in this world,
But there's only two kinds, the buyers, and the ones who get bought.
No, there's another kind, it's kind, it's a kind that don't belong in a place at all.
There's a kind of bird that don't have any legs or can't land on nothing,
That had to spend it's whole life on it's wings in the air.
I seen one once.
Had it's wings spread out that wide and you could see right through em.
I swore hawks don't catch em, cause they don't see em.
They don't see him way up in that high blue sky, in the sun.
'What about the grey weather? '
'Well, they fly so high that the hawks would get dizzy'
See these little birds don't have no legs at all
So they have to live their whole life in the wind.
And they sleep on the wind.
That's what they do is, is spread their wings out, and go to sleep on the wind.