How on God's green earth did a donkey marry a dragon?

She's going to throw a fit,
when she finds out that the birds aren't fed,
and she'll hold the sharpest knife,
to all the promises I gave.

Hold the phone,
and take a deep breath.

The birds they flew away,
as soon as the cold winter came,
the flowers they hid,
beneath the white snow lid.

They went your way,
are you OK?
Will you keep them fed?

Is it OK,
can you keep them safe?

Dive over/ Fly under

Could it be that it's done?
Life goes on and so must we.
Speak your mind,
just don't hold back,
when night comes,
let's just pray to see the day.

Most my life,
I'm just biding time,
and here I am,
doing fine.

Should we trust the paper masks?
The birds all flew away,
and so did I.
Half-hearted disguises lay lies,
tearful eyes,
wash our lives.

Most the time,
I'm wasting my life,
following the words of
"How I died" by "The Living Man"

Give an arm and leg,
try to stay sane.
I am fine,
wasted away.