We could be birds of a feathernAlthough you know that your song would never be heardnHow so tell menWe could be birds of a feathernHow so tell me sonBut you know that your song would never be heard 'round here.nnBe that waynShouldn't be that way.nnJust singnSing in herenJust singnSing in here.nnCould this be one of those questions that you never seem to answer honestly?nnI'm on firenWarmth goes highernIt's all so comfortable the cotton and the woolnIt's unbelievable, a thread for you to pull from here.nnYou're twisting, it's the way you're shiftingnIt's the way you're twisting.nnWe're like a calf and its leathernHow so tell menAnd you know that your skin will always be taughtnWe're gonna all hang togethernHow so tell me son'Cos you know that your skin will always be taut 'round here.nnBe that waynShouldn't be that way.nnJust singnSing in herenJust singnSing in here.nnI'm on firenWarmth goes highernIt's all so comfortable the cotton and the woolnIt's unbelievable, a thread for you to pull from here.nnIf it's something that you said you didn't say itnIf it's something that you did you didn't do itnIf it's something that you said you didn't mean itnYou didn't say it, you didn't do it.nnOh no, it's a beat that you're missing,nwait no it's a soul inside.nnI'm thinking that you you're just the one as menI'm thinking that you're just too proud to seenI'm thinking that we need this air for breathing.