Pigeons

Now that you're older

Now that you've grown

Now that you're getting to know the unknown

Now that your going not

Knowing where to go as though

Your eyes are closed

Well it's not how they tell it

It's not how they say

Your heart's in your mind and

Your mind's in the way

It's not how they tell it

It's never how they say

Let's sing our songs for the pigeons

As common as religion

High on high on Mt Zion

We're all dandelions

All dandelions

Let's sing our songs for the pigeons

As common as religion

High on high on Mt Zion

We're all dandelions