And birds fly backwards 

Cats, dogs, fall first upon the ground 

And birds fly backwards 



Packed bags in the hallway 

Where we used to play all day 

We're hitting the road that 

Leads us back again 



Sad, blue, the future's not too clear

And birds fly backwards 

Clouds tower, I have nothing to fear 

And birds fly backwards 



Packed bags in the hallway 

Where we used to play all day 

We're hitting the road that 

Leads us back again 



To the same old world we left