Lyrics

It is common to think
Those creatures in the sky
Can't do us any harm
So we clip and cage them

We are all distracted
With the day-to-day
When they come down flying
With beaks and talons first

A girl on East street
Chases down an interest
Soon to find herself
Off the beaten path

A town of simple folk
Notice very little
Of the quite peculiar
Patterns in the sky

They've come
To end us all
And leave no one

All the species
Working together
We're outnumbered

Safe inside the car
Making an escape
To cities unscathed

Much is uncertain
What will be their fate?
All the perched watch them