Spring has sprung
I'm relinquishing the love
Of winters rust
That heals me
Rivalries
Renewing the disgust
Like rabid fiends
We're hungry
And come the fall
When all is said and done
And our mantel's full
Of our gold
And we have won
Rised above the cut
To capture what
Belongs to us
Away or home
The bluebird flies and sings
Away or home
The bluebird flies and sings
Sings
Hold your head high
Review and then adjust
Be crucial
And evolve
When we're around
You can always count
On these crowds
(On these crowds)
Chanting loud
Away (away)
Or home (home)
The bluebird flies (flies)
And sings (sings)
Away (away)
Or home (home)
The bluebird flies (flies)
And sings (sings)