with beady black eyes, the bluebird has died   it's feathers have dried, it couldn't survive   from the winter's grasp, nothing ever lasts   but you and i know, the seasons are slow   the rivers they froze, the wind always blows   down all our dreams, the engine's out of steam      all of your days will be blessed   so put on a smile and get dressed   into the void we will fly away from here   all of your thoughts will be crowned   you'll be the toast of town   into the view of a million crystal spheres      pitchfork in my foot, i tried the best i could   dragging all this wood, with a rusty old fishhook   to feed the fire and make our blood flow higher   but i'm a stubborn man, the sun needs my command   i'm gonna make a stand, condemnd this twisted land   i'm sure you'd agree, but i can't leave you see      all of your days will be blessed   so put on a smile and get dressed   into the void we will fly away from here   all of your thoughts will be crowned   you'll be the toast of town   into the view of a million crystal spheres      all of your days will be blessed   so put on a smile and get dressed   into the void we will fly away from here   all of your thoughts will be crowned   you'll be the toast of town   into the view of a million crystal spheres      but you and i know, the seasons are slow   the rivers they froze, the wind always blows   down all our dreams, the engine's out of steam