Story Behind The Song
The song is based on a real person who was one of the best pianists in the country and was offered a contract with a major label. Slowly however his disease got worse and he lost connection to reality and throughout the years suffered much from behavior when he did not take his medicine. The reason that people with that disease quit their medicine is that they get unusually high during the euphoric part of the cycle even though the crash from that is very horrific. The person is currently doing OK.
Song Description
The song about a person with a mental illness is about a genius who is compelled to leave his medicine to enter into the fantasy world while his standing in the real one erodes. While seemingly clear, the aspect that appeals to the heroic subject is also implied.
The vocal style is a little bit R&B in places.
| Song Length |
5:03 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Folk - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant, Affable |
Subject |
Friend, Diseases |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
The Birds in Your Mind
In the past your were clear and so sharp
Granting genius, the gods were so kind
Lord, like the wind you could play
Left the players of the day far behind
While viewing the past
Precious moments can?t last
The ship has set sail
At half mast
I can see the birds in your mind
A clock and spring were meant to unwind
Oh so free, free is the part
That you play in the sadness of heart
Unclear turned the theme of your will
Fantasies of the girls kept you thrilled
What to do when the train leaves the rails
Now the mast is all burned as you sail
Leaving this world
In search of the Pearl
The Pearl might turn into a Snake
I can see the birds in your mind
A clock and spring were meant to unwind
Oh so free, free is the part
That you play in the sadness of heart
The Gods were amused
They laid out the game
They were so cruel
They called you insane
How the notes that you played were so strong
All the trust that you put in your songs
It was you, betrayed by the birds
Was it they who spoke all your words?
Silver linings are poor
Yet the birds helped you soar
To the sky so divine
Is this Faustian design
I can see the birds in your mind
A clock and spring were meant to unwind
Oh so free, free is the part
That you play in the sadness of heart