Testo Things That Make It Warm

My feathers seem to have taken the brines of the storm
They are feeling pretty worn
We finally found shelter
Tucked away inside a wall
Though for now it's pretty small

You and me
We can make this hole our home We can fill it up with grass and all the things that make it warm
When you leave
Take off flyin' 'cross the sea
I’ll be waiting here
With Junior and the flowers that we’ve grown

Collecting clumps of sticks and leaves
Has left me pretty tired
Can I rest with you a while?
We snuggle up between the stones
Wind blows peacefully
There’s no place I’d rather be

You and me
We can make this hole our home We can fill it up with grass and all the things that make it warm
When you leave
Take off flyin' 'cross the sea
I’ll be waiting here
With Junior and the flowers that we’ve grown