Uploaded February 2015 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago
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LYRICS:
You've felt the rain,
but it couldn't drown you.
It was nothing but drops on your head.
You've stood against
the winds that hound you
and carry the names of the dead.
If only your could soar away
and feel the sunlight again.
Poor little bird, you parrot their words
in exchange for a comfortable cage.
Pretending to be all they want to see,
you're a player acting on their stage.
You've heard it all.
You know it off by heart.
Automatically, you sing along.
But nobody's there.
You leave your head.
The light's on, but nobody's home.
Poor little bird, you parrot their words
in exchange for a comfortable cage.
Under their glares, you act unawares
in the darkening light of the day.
Open your eyes.
Take in all you see and imagine beyond.
The world is wide,
more than you've ever known.
So reach out and take it back.
"Poor little bird!" is all that you've heard
all these years, but guess who's still alive?
Open the gates, it's never too late
to dream past the days you've survived.
Available now!
Check the full album here: youtube.com/watch?v=Z_zmqY8zJ40
BANDCAMP: rachelrosemitchell.bandcamp.com
FACEBOOK: facebook.com/RachelRoseMitchell
TWITTER: @lehcarrose
INSTAGRAM: @lehcarrose
TUMBLR: lehcarrose.tumblr.com
LYRICS:
You've felt the rain,
but it couldn't drown you.
It was nothing but drops on your head.
You've stood against
the winds that hound you
and carry the names of the dead.
If only your could soar away
and feel the sunlight again.
Poor little bird, you parrot their words
in exchange for a comfortable cage.
Pretending to be all they want to see,
you're a player acting on their stage.
You've heard it all.
You know it off by heart.
Automatically, you sing along.
But nobody's there.
You leave your head.
The light's on, but nobody's home.
Poor little bird, you parrot their words
in exchange for a comfortable cage.
Under their glares, you act unawares
in the darkening light of the day.
Open your eyes.
Take in all you see and imagine beyond.
The world is wide,
more than you've ever known.
So reach out and take it back.
"Poor little bird!" is all that you've heard
all these years, but guess who's still alive?
Open the gates, it's never too late
to dream past the days you've survived.










