Running slowly up a hill,
Streaking quietly from a window sill.
Green birds fluttering around,
Jumping off their cages,
Flapping to the ground.
Do you see the secret
Of dwindling happiness?
Do you feel the seedling
Growing up into a mess?
Running slowly up a hill,
Streaking quietly from a window sill.
Green birds fluttering around,
Jumping off their cages,
Flapping to the ground.
Do you see the secret
Of dwindling happiness?
Do you feel the seedling
Growing up into a mess?
Stumbling along the sidewalk 