Lyrics The Age of the Birdman - Morgan Delt

The Age of the Birdman

The green is all gone
But we’ll carry on
Now the green is all gone
The rats, the rats are breeding
Put the heads in the sand
Cancel what we planned
Put the heads in the sand
And we’re done
We will flourish at last
Now the age of man has passed
The boats are all gone
But we’ll carry on
The boats are all gone
The raft, the raft is leaving
We will flourish at last
Now the age of man has passed
Turn our backs to the land
Make our final stand
Turn our backs to the land
And we’ll run
We will flourish at last
Now the age of man has passed
We will flourish