Seems like a nice day to fly. Birds pf a feather get shat down together. They don't mid the weather when they're brother's going down.

With my wings clipped i don't get very for all the other birds point and laugh.

At leas, while i'm here on the ground, I can keep my head straight.
And I won't get shot down. Birds of a feather get shot down together.

They don't mind the weather wheb they're brother's going down. As he falls to the ground, wequery... was his life truly lived? I wish I but, there's no way of knowing. So move on.