Blue birds aren’t flying (any more)

That is the girl who used to run on the fields
She is the one they used to call naïve
And there’s her friend with all the ideals
They are the two no one would ever believe

They used to chase the blue birds in the sky
And climb up in the highest trees
And whish that they could one day fly
To get away from all the unease

And as the time grew so did their love
It was like something out of a song
Love pure like the whitest dove
They knew together they would always belong

But blue birds aren’t flying any more
And heart pieces lies scattered on the floor
Fragments that can never be restored
Broken by the “people of before”

As they grew older they came to understand
That true love is something you must hide
And keep buried deep in the sand
And just hope for the turn of the tide

But if the tide won’t turn you must fight
Even when you know it will offend
And stand up for what you know is right
If you are to make the stubborn bend

So the lovers tried to show them the way
And they went out together on the streets
Hand in hand in the middle of the day
Proud to show them it was not a decease

But blue birds aren’t flying any more
And heart pieces lies scattered on the floor
Fragments that can never be restored
Broken by the “people of before”

But when all is what it’s always been
And you can’t get rid of the old ideals
You find it is impossible to win
And all you are left with is broken dreams

So when the smoke from the fight is gone
And the birds doesn’t fly any more
And the lights from the settling sun
Casts shadows on a broken door

We find the girl with all the ideals
Can’t stop crying out of disbelief
Cause the girls who used to run on the fields
Lies buried six feat underneath

And blue birds aren’t flying any more
And heart pieces lies scattered on the floor
Fragments that can never be restored
Broken by the “people of before”