Little bird flying in the breeze
Flying above the trees
He's crying
Because the wind is thick
Letting off a sour trick
From the smoky fumes of fire
And there is
Nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary
Nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary
Cattle feilds spread across the land
Fills pockets full of cheap thrills
But who's counting?
We've been milking it for it's worth
How's about a rebirth
Plant a seed and watch it grow
And there is
Nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary
Nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary
Nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary
Nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary
You can bend another one
You cant glue it back together
You cant glue it back together
You can bend another one
You cant glue it back together
You cant glue it back togethe
Once it's gone
Man cannot run his place alone
When nature intervenes, keep trying
New is in, out with the old
Just watch them make the bed we'll lie in
And there is
Nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary
Nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary
Nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary
Nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary, nothing ordinary

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