DARREN'S SONG / DEAR DR BENTLEY

Hey guys... instead of doing a blog I made a short video explanation for these songs, and I wanted to say "hello" too. 

Hope you enjoy, take something from them and please stay in touch - times are very weird and while under lockdown, it just means I want to connect to other people more than normal.

Thank you for supporting Birdeatsbaby and our many musical-forms during this time, it's more important than ever, so, really, thank you ❤️

Now have some songs... and there is more to come this weekend...

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And here are the lyrics:

DARREN'S SONG (lyrics by Darren) 

Now that I’m gone,

Just keep singing

Even if the tears flow

Keep singing and

Never stop,

Never stop.

I won’t be there

Like I always was.

But when you hear;

That one sound, one laugh.

I’ll be there

I’ll be there

I’ll be long gone

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Mixing with the cycle

Of the seasons

So hold me in your head

And hold me in your heart 

And when you recall me

When you miss me

When you want me

When the scars ache

I’ll be there

I’ll be there

DEAR DOCTOR BENTLEY

Dear Doctor Bentley,

How’s it going? Got some time?

You didn’t have the time for me last year

I want to thank you personally for doing what you did

Cos it really is a wonder that I’m here.

I’m sure you’re doing well, you got the job you always wanted

I’m sorry that you think I wasted time

Well I’m suffering today just like I suffered all those years

But generally, I guess, I hope I’m fine

Dear Doctor Bentley,

Do you know how it feels, to wake up every morning in a sweat?

To never know how long you’ve got and how much pressure you put on

all my family and all my friends

Between the tests, the meds and all the symptoms I went through

You could’ve given me a second look

You could’ve looked me in the eye

You could’ve once apologised

Instead you left me cold, and out the loop

Morning to night, I dreamed I would die

Next year I’ll try, put a needle to my skin and testify

Dear Doctor Bentley,

Have you ever felt so ill? 

Have you ever felt the panic in paranoia?

Do you go to work with something weighing on your chest

A heavy weight that takes away enjoyment?

And do you go back home at night,

Dizzy on your feet?

When walking in a line is just a burden

Do you wake up late a night, planning out your suicide

All the days ahead are so uncertain

Morning to night, I dreamed I would die

Next time I’ll try, put a needle to my skin and testify

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Love & Feathers,

X Mishkin X