Look into the microscope at any major city by the sea
There you'll find the missing link between missed opportunity and me
Going into overdrive I underwhelm the world
Without my charms I have set the course to fail
A ship without a sail tends to roll away
I look up
Clouds of white inside my paper cup
And though it's undeniable it's so absurd
Trying to get to heaven on a little bird
Trying to get to heaven on a bird
Have you ever watched a life go spinning down an omnipresent drain?
Can you spare a dime to help alleviate a burning-barrel brain?
Pushing through the afternoon
With nothing but these rags upon my back
I am waiting for a break
The world I will forsake when I take the reigns
I look up
Clouds of white inside my paper cup
And though it's undeniable it's so absurd
Trying to get to heaven on a little bird
Trying to get to heaven on a bird