Little Bird (Live at Red Rocks)

de Shane Smith & the Saints

Neighbor pulls at the mower
Looks like he's punching in rewind
And the spring air's nice
But I squint my eyes from the Sun
Things got outta hand last night
So I post up on the front porch
And watch all them young guns fly by
They hit the gas and feel tough
And them speakers ain't enough
Because them horses make 'em feel alive

Girl I don't know, I don't know
I don't understand this life
It's like a puzzle that fits so good
I got a show tonight
But tomorrow I'll confess my sins
I'm just a feather in the wind
And when this road gets long I try to
Sing a song that reminds me of times I've lived
But I hope this Moon is watching over you
My love, my brown eyed friend
She's somewhere West wearing a cotton dress
Just chasing a summer dream
And I'll know the day that she heads my way
'Cause her love, it sets me free
But I don't know, I don't know

I don't understand this life
It's like a puzzle that fits so good
She's somewhere warm
Sunlight, it's on her skin
She's my feather in the wind, yeah
Woah, oh
Hey oh hey, I'll run away
Out there to where she goes
Said hey oh hey, I'll find a way
Way out there to where she goes
And I said hey oh hey, I'll run away
Out there to where she goes
Said hey oh hey, I'll find a way
Way out there to where she goes
But I don't know, I don't know

I don't understand this life
It's like a puzzle that fits so good
She's somewhere warm
Sunlight, it's on her skin
She's my feather in the wind
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah

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