Catch the bird

Dust is made with clouds
They just fall down on the floor
Shadows are deloused
Dust is made with clouds
They just fall down on the floor
Shadows are deloused
With a pretty little bone

Birds are flying back
They don't know where to find their home
They don't say goodbye
They just leave after the storm

From time to time I feel happy though
Where is the light it's a scary home

Feathers on my back
All my clothes have gone away
Pictures of a smile
It's already time to stay

And from time to time I feel happy though
Where is the light it's scary home