Story Behind The Song

My son was almost 3 months old. He had spent 95% of this time crying (colics). I was so tired I could hardly move. This song was written in something of a trance. I haven't called him "stony bird" to his face yet... ;)

Song Description

Sometimes we perceive events as good and beneficial. Sometimes they are treathening and scary. I believe that most of what life throws at us can be both.

Lyrics

I was sitting on my porch
on a Sunday afternoon
with my head in a cloud
I was looking for the moon

And then suddenly a bird
made a nest right on my nose
then it swooped down from its nest
and it landed on my toes

But the bird was not a bird
'cause the bird was made of stone
when it landed on my toes
I felt the crunching of a bone
Then I lit a cigarette
and it blew up in my face
then I looked me in the eye and stated
seems you've lost the race

Another moment flew me by
and my eyes were running dry
so I put them in my mouth
please don't try to ask me why

But the sun was at its height
in a moment we'd see night
listening to paradise
just my stony bird and I


But the bird was not a bird
'cause the bird was made of stone
when it landed on my toes
I felt the healing of a bone
Then I lit a cigarette
and I took a real deep drag
then I looked me in the eye and stated
seems you've won the race