Felt (UK Band)
Birdmen
A messenger reads
From the books of old
And how come they never stop
That's what we said
Inscriptions proclaim
That they were wrote for us

The servant arrives
As he [?]
Can we die
Or if we stay
And how can you catch
[?]?
And how can you watch
The murder of your friends?
And how can we guide this day
To become a day when we talk - no more
And to become a day when we steal - what's more
And to become what we were looking for?

A [?] walks
From the past he'll talk
[?]
[?]
And we can live [?] outer space
[?]
A [?] rides
He's got glass in his eyes
The fancy dress begins
Colonels in disguise
And how can you tell
When a man goes overboard
And how can you tell
When a man has lost his mind
And how can we guide this day
To become a day when we talk - no more
To become a day when we steal - what's more
To become what we were looking for - no more