Blackbird
It doesn't need your stupid thoughts
When you cannot find the words
Be quiet
Blackbird
It doesn't care about your boxes
In which you live with crazy doxies
I need silence
Blackbird
It sees a greenfield in my mind
It's really calling me to fly
I'll try, I'll try, I'll try
I'll try
So you smoked a cigarette,
Dressed your blue dress and
Now you're the ocean, you think so
But where’s the blackbird? I don't know
I'm sorry, blackbird, I just tried
To see the world through your eyes
So we could fly and, yes, feel good
Remember this when you will shoot
At the blackbird