birds are spies they report to the trees - adam smith international lyrics

confessing to be selfishconfessing to be selfless
making your mind up
come to cover up
you hesitate to agree
based more on social duty
more than mutual respect
increasingly mistified
suggestive to the end

stressing the habits
the limits and obsessions
of human character
draw no conclusions
up the wall
off a cliff
into the arms
of perfect strangers
cover and cover up
ask rethorically:
what just happened?