Lyrics Bluebird - Ben Noble

Blue bird, spirit of the wasteland, fly
You fly
Blue bird, beauty of the wasteland, fight
Petals burning, ordinary night

Fluke birth, riven in your wrappings white
Mother of mine
Slowed hurt, running from the fury's fire
Red and burning, ordinary

The lines, the lines, I see by the wayside
Cold heart, full-blood, the brain-cries
The lies, the lies, I see where the pain hides
Wolf heart, a full-blood brain-cry

Blue bird, lily of the valley, cry
All that you might
Truth burns brighter when the hate is high
Keep it burning, scribbling
The full arc, break it to me one time
Keep it burning, scribble all the lines

The lines, the lines, I see by the wayside
Cold heart, full-blood, the brain-cries
The lies, the lies, I see where the pain hides
Wolf heart, a full-blood brain-cry

Feed the panic, feed the panic you want
Feed the panic, feed the panic you want