Birds Tricked into the Trees

It shouldn’t be a surprise
To know I was here all along
We’ve both saw the signs
Right before us
Handled my way through it well
We did all that we were told
Here’s where it gets so confusing
We are all leaving
It’s all about
Knowing when to say you’re wrong
To get it right all the time
Means it’s over
This wasn’t part of the plan
A major flaw in the design
Birds tricked into the trees
We’ve imagined
Once I was turning around
I missed the colors and sounds
Fade now into perfected
imperfection
And it’s all about
Knowing when to say you’re wrong
To get it right all the time
Means it’s over, yeah