Watching birds behind the clouds

I always forget flying is not all that counts

The shape of a veer means more than the flight path

The color of plumage distracts you from the real purpose

Cracked bones is the sound

Of a note that’s always out of tune

Cracked bones is the sound

Of a note that’s always out of tune

Cracked bones is the sound

Of a note that’s always out of tune

Cracked bones is the sound

Of a note that’s always out of tune