Nightingales

Tell me do, something true, true of you and me
 That we're too busy living through, too busy to see.
 What is it that we do makes us what we are
 If we sing are we nightingales, shine are we stars?
 Who are we? What we got? Are we a firework show?
 Growing pale like a star that burnt out years ago
 Stranger things have been, stranger things have gone,
 I find it hard right now to name you one
 Tell me do something true and drop the fairytales.
 If singin' birds must sing, with no question of choice
 Then livin' is our song, indeed our voice
 Best agree you and me we're probably nightingales
 Who are we? What we got? Are we a firework show?
 Growing pale like a star that burnt out years ago
 Stranger things have been, stranger things have gone,
 I find it hard right now to name you one
 Tell me do something true and drop the fairytales.
 If singin' birds must sing, with no question of choice
 Then livin' is our song, indeed our voice
 Best agree you and me we're probably nightingales
 God's a proud thundercloud
 We are cartoon cats
 With a fear that is biblical under our hats
 Who are we? What we got? Are we a firework show?
 Growing pale like a star that burnt out years ago
 Stranger things have been, stranger things have gone,
 I find it hard right now to name you one
 Tell me do something true and drop the fairytales.
 If singin' birds must sing, with no question of choice
 Then livin' is our song, indeed our voice
 Best agree you and me we're probably nightingales