Birds Of A Feather

it's easy sometimes when you just coast along but like it or not something always seems to go wrong sometimes people build you up just so they can knock you down sometimes they will have you there 'cause they need someone around perhaps you'll receive invitations for tea perhaps you'll laugh and make them all smile or maybe you'll join them 'cause it had to be perhaps you'll forget you forgot for awhile birds of a feather are flocking outside like whippets they dance in a curly-queue dance of pulses and ringing and campfire chants of ritual drumming although at first glance you thought you could run but you won't take a chance it's not an experience if they can't bring someone along they hang on emotions they bottle inside they peck at the ground and strut out of stride