Broken Bird Lyrics - Singles - Salad

The back room card game under smoky mobiles 

The lift attendant who's been riding for miles 

Safari season is upon us once more 

The lion's share to the man by the door 

She twists her body like a broken bird 

And staggers to the lift without a single word 

Her taking leave of the spinning room 

Leaves rain, unwatched under eying moon 

In third floor peace, dwelling on he fate 

She dents the side of the bed with her sparrow weight 

She twists her body like a broken bird 

And cranes her neck down slowly to the water 

As luck would have it she desired that man 

So, she threw away hearts to weaken her hand 

The winner in a Grey suit fills the frame 

Unaware that she's still playing her game 

She twists her body like a broken bird 

As waves roll up the shore and break softly