(the trick is to hit the quick little chord transitions)

the easy and recurring solo: (denoted in song as

e:———————————————
B:–0-1—3—1—–0-1—3—1—–3-5—3–0-
G:———————————————

1 & 2 & 3 & 4 & 2 & 2 & 3 & 4 & 3 & 2 & 3 & 4 &

e:——————
B:—-0-1—0h1r—-
G:————–2-0-

4 & 2 & 3 & 4 & 1

chords::320033 :032033 :---

- - - -
-- - -

-i’m here staring at a bird in a tree
- lying still only wishing he was me
‘cause for a bird it’s not a crime
to try and satisfy his bird belly hunger
or fly the blue belly sky

and from his bird’s eye view
he can pick and he can choose
he doesn’t have to grieve his spirit
though he doesn’t have to lose
a moment’s joy there in his nest
no matter what his mess,
he can barrel out his chest
and he can fly away

but i’m pinned down in my -bed again,
i don’t think i can fly (i wouldn’t try)
if i was a bird, i would -be content
to peck along the ground ‘cause
i’m pinned down again
(solo starts)- - -

-i’m here staring at a bird on a limb
-lying still, only wishing i was him
‘cause -i can use a haven, a nest above my fate
call it rest from the chasing of
my pillow and my plate

and for a bird it’s always right
to love his appetite
he’s too dumb to know the struggle,
too weak to know the fight
he can fly C]south when it gets cold,
-sing until he’s old
and on a whim he can unfold
his wings and fly away, hey-heh-yea

but i’m pinned down in my bed again,
i don’t think i can fly (i wouldn’t try)
if i was a bird i would be content
to peck along the ground ‘cause
i’m pinned down again
yeah, i’m pinned down again
yeah, i’m pinned down again

- - - -
-- - -

(softer)
i’m here staring at a bird in the air
i wonder what i’d see if i looked down from there
i’d see a shattered temple,
all it’s members in a sweat
everyone has been degraded,
every sermon - they forget
- -

i’d see a -man pulled from his bed
by the same Hands of love
that hung a cross around his neck
just to remind him, remind him, who he wa

- - - -
- - - -

ooh, when -i’m pinned down in my -bed again,
i don’t think i can fly (i wouldn’t try)
if i was a bird i would be content
to peck along the ground and be pinned down
yeah, when -i’m pinned down in my -bed again,
i don’t think i can fly (i don’t wanna try)
if i was a bird i would be content
to peck along the ground and be pinned down
yeah, when -i’m pinned down in my -bed again,
i don’t think i can fly (i don’t wanna try)
if i was a bird i would be content
to peck along the ground and be pinned down again

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Don’t believe another song could ever change the world.

Don’t believe that little boys grow up to be little girls.

Don’t believe the wishing ever really made it so

Don’t believe you loved me you don’t tell me any more

Don’t believe that suicide could[B/G] ever open up any doors

Can’t count on my lucky star I don’t know where its at

Can’t count on my fingers I got more sence than that

Can’t count on my money, it all goes to pay the rent.

Can’t count on philosphers, they don’t know what they meant

There’s a time for couting one by one

a time for counting whats been spent

(Chorus)

Some people live their lives like they’re on number nine

But I’m gonna be around for a long, long time.

I see a stately temple stading in a trance,
I see the saints of God breaking into dance!

I see a band of angels running up and down the stairs

I see a thousand sparrows loating in the air
I see a love sick savior [B/G]and I can see the scars that he wears

(This chord was learned on a keyboard, I don’t play guitar, so
it might not all be accurate)