Fodder In Her Wings Nina Simone

[03:32.43] A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth [03:43.44] She had fodder in her brain [03:47.88] Dust inside her wings [03:53.16] She flitted here and there [03:57.34] United States, everywhere [04:00.31] With fodder in her brains [04:04.79] And dust inside her brain [04:09.12] Oh how sad, oh how sad, oh how sad [04:27.69] She watched the people, how they live [04:32.56] They've forgotten how to give [04:36.62] They had fodder in they're brains [04:42.22] Dust inside they're wings [04:47.53] She watched them how they tried to live [04:51.70] They had forgotten how to give [04:56.37] They had fodder in they're wings [05:00.86] Dust inside they're brains [05:05.35] Kill, pain [05:08.11] Kill, pain [05:13.76] Kill, pain [05:26.70]