Bird

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Bird Music: Graham Guest & Moses Guest Words: Graham Guest Talk, talk, talking about it It was a conversation And it's a little like I'm making you up the way I want to But we're having some fun The meaning is whatever it is, the way you want it It's not a competition though it's Certainly not perfection, but it's automatic Like your own reflection The words are not connected But I can understand Because I do respect it This bird in my hand Walk, walk, walking around it Do we have translation? 'Cause it's a little like We're making it up the way we want to But we get the job done The feeling is whatever it is whenever you have it And the words always come 'cause it's Certainly not perfection, but it's automatic Like your own reflection The words are not connected But I can understand Because I do respect it This bird in my hand