Birds of a feather,
they all fly together,
but nobody knows the way home.
People,
they cry.
People,
they die,
all alone.
Fish in the ocean,
in time and emotion,
so no one gets left in the cold.
People,
ask why.
People,
get by,
without help.
No love, and honor,
beg, steal, or borrow.
You'll get respect as you turn.
People,
get high.
People,
can't fly, but they learn.
Birds of a feather,
they all fly together,
but nobody knows the way home.
People,
they cry.
People,
they cry.
People,
they die,
all alone.