Текст песни Cat & Bird - Anna Coddington
I'm
stuck
way
up
in
this
tree
Ready
to
fall
to
my
eighth
life
Wondering
if
you
could
love
a
feline
Thinking
that
I
might
as
well
try
You
are
a
mystery
to
me
Every
time
I
see
you
blowing
past
I
want
to
hold
on
to
you
and
ask
"Isn't
this
the
best
day
of
your
life?"
Whatever
you're
saying
now
Oh
my
god
The
only
thing
left
to
do
Feed
me
to
the
dogs
All
of
the
days
leading
to
now
I've
been
doing
things
I
hate
for
you
Knowing
that
they
would
relieve
your
blues
Hoping
that
you
will
conclude
the
truth
Don't
let
the
stereotypes
win
You
and
I
can
find
a
way
around
All
of
the
naysayers
in
this
town
Ignore
the
stares
of
tiny
minded
crowds
Hold
my
hand
in
the
winter
And
it
will
melt
like
fish
And
I
know
you
will
still
love
me
When
my
leg
ends
at
my
wrist
1 Free
2 Bolt
3 Get Involved
4 Heavy Boots Blue Skies
5 Underneath the Stars
6 Lights Ahead
7 Cat & Bird
8 Little Islands
9 Your Past for Years
10 Open
11 Black Light
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