Pigeons And Crumbs

Gotta get back, Gotta figure out a way,
I’m losing — my senses to you, Where’d it go,
The bluebird I should follow, Back home?
But where is home? Guess it won’t amount to much,
Won’t be long before I crush,
I’ll stand in line, Don’t believe a thing they say.
Today, seems we all get lost amonst the pigeons and the crumbs,
All alone, But i’m in a crowded room,
I’m sinking, In quicksand tonight,
You pick me up, and I shine across the sky till morning,
Then you colour me in, guess it won’t amount ot much,
Seems to me that i’ve lost my touch,
I’m back in line,
Don’t believe a thing they say today,
Turn around and walk away,
Everything will go your way,
I pray, Seems we all get lost amonst the pigeons and the crumbs.