Fodder in Her Wings
Nina Simone
A bird fell to earth
Reincarnated from her birth
She had a fodder in her brain
Dust inside her wings
She flitted here and there
United States, everywhere
With fodder in her wings
And dust inside her brain
Oh, how sad oh, how sad oh, how sad
She watched the people, how they live
They've forgotten how to give
They had fodder in their brains
Dust inside their wings
She watched them how they tried to live
They have forgotten how to give
They had fodder in their wing
And dust inside their brain
Hell, they heed hell, they heed hell
They heed