All that noise, and all that sound
All those places that I have found
And birds go flying at the speed of sound
To show you how it all began
Birds came flying from the underground
If you could see it then you'd understand
Oh when you see it then you'll understand
All those signs, I knew what they meant
Some things you can't invent
Some get made, and some get sent
ithoughtitwasokandiwouldnthurtbutiguessitisnt.notquite.notyet.