I'm in the nightmare where the walls are lined So i don't look at what goes on outside We keep on moving even though it's backwards And when i look out of my windowsill I find that the birdsong has died I find that there's fire And i hear that the birdsong has died We hold the burden in the air we breathe What do you see when you look at your screen We hold the burden of the warmth and the smile To leave our future to the black of the sky I find that the birdsong has died I find that there's fire And i hear that the birdsong has died I find that the birdsong has died I find that there's fire And i hear that the birdsong has died Oh I hear that the birdsong has died Oh I hear that the birdsong has died Oh I hear