Birds - Elton John

There 's some things I don 't have now
Some things I don 't talk about
These things are between myself and I
In my thick skull the joker hides

There 's consequences I 'm scared to taste
Cold hard truths I can 't face
These days are different than the past
Reflections change in the looking glass

And everywhere I look there 's something to learn
A sliver of truth from every bridge we burn
A hatful of quarters and a naked song
Don 't answer the question of where we belong

How come birds
Don 't fall from the sky when they die?
How come birds
Always look for a quiet place to hide
These words
Can 't explain what I feel inside?
Like birds I need a quiet place to hide

These independent moves I make
This confidence I try to fake
You can hear the beating of my heart
But not a feather falling in the dark

And everything I hear never makes any sense
Another old prophet perched on the fence
A cupful of pencils and a self help guru
Don 't answer the question of what I am to you