I listened to the bird that sings
And flying high above the ground
But here it is, the phone that rings
I forced myself to turn around

I looked at windows one more time
After I've finished stupid talk
I found myself about to cry
I couldnt help it - had to smoke

The bird, it lured me to it's world
I listened and forgot to breathe
It never done what its been told
THe only word I could say please.

Please show me how to be like you
PLease show me how to use my wings
It seems, I couldnt get it through
It never heard me bird that sings.

But then I saw the crows that flew
Right to the bird, it couldn't see
I shouted "They are after you"
To late... it fell behind the tree.

I had a dream, last night I saw
THe bird is falling to the ground
The crows are people with note books
And they are gathering around

And they are gathering around
And rippin off all of its clothes
ANd he is shouting, screaming there
Not understanding what is the cause

I heard the voice full of dispare
THe bird, it screamed with human voice
I couldn't listen, couldn't bare
BUt there was simply no more choice

THe suffering reflected there
ON skyes, on trees and on the ground
There wasn't drop of rain
WHich wasn't screaming right out loud

THe words which were in atmosphere
Are stuck in me like rusty nail
Its reaping off my soul apart
It left in me a burning traiol

It is impossible to write
THe words which were in atmosphere
Cause memories they are inside
And they are not for ears to hear.

THis is something I wrote 3 years ago, I hope you like it. It is the poem about one of my favorite artist of our time.
Hence the name.

Have fun

Regards