Hozier

The birds aren't singing to win a Grammy. They're not trying to go platinum through their marketing or planning. They're just jamming. I listen without even understanding. The truth without agenda is authentically astounding. It makes me think of cheetahs. They don't run for our approval. They don't judge their spots or contemplate laser hair removal. It makes me think of wolves.

The birds aren't singing to win a Grammy. They're not trying to go platinum through their marketing or planning. They're just jamming. I listen without even understanding. The truth without agenda is authentically astounding. It makes me think of cheetahs. They don't run for our approval. They don't judge their spots or contemplate laser hair removal. It makes me think of wolves.

They don't howl for validation. They don't have to get the perfect pic to post on their vacation. It makes me think of eagles. They're not soaring to impress me. Although once I saw a dolphin back flip over a jet ski. My point is neither one of them would sell me shit on Etsy and I doubt a porcupine would ever try to come off sexy.

They don't howl for validation. They don't have to get the perfect pic to post on their vacation. It makes me think of eagles. They're not soaring to impress me. Although once I saw a dolphin back flip over a jet ski. My point is neither one of them would sell me shit on Etsy and I doubt a porcupine would ever try to come off sexy.

Humans are the only animals pretending to be something that they're not. Why are we ashamed of what we've got? We should strut, chest out, head up. Let's be proud of ourselves for once. Isn't it exhausting sticking out your butt and sucking in your gut? And for what? It's a waste of energy. I'm giving up. In this moment, I'm enough. In this moment, you're enough. In this moment, we're enough.

Humans are the only animals pretending to be something that they're not. Why are we ashamed of what we've got? We should strut, chest out, head up. Let's be proud of ourselves for once. Isn't it exhausting sticking out your butt and sucking in your gut? And for what? It's a waste of energy. I'm giving up. In this moment, I'm enough. In this moment, you're enough. In this moment, we're enough.

I'm dismantling my image. We are perfect in our flaws. Birds don't care whether we listen. They don't wait for our applause. I have built a lovely prison, but I live behind the walls. So if love is my religion, I'll escape when freedom calls. You have to be willing not to be liked in order to be loved.

I'm dismantling my image. We are perfect in our flaws. Birds don't care whether we listen. They don't wait for our applause. I have built a lovely prison, but I live behind the walls. So if love is my religion, I'll escape when freedom calls. You have to be willing not to be liked in order to be loved.

Otherwise it's your representative they're thinking of, but to truly be yourself, you have to let go of what was the past is like a prison. It's an echo repeating just because, cause, cause we are many people in our lives. So I'm not one to judge, but if they love one part of you, it's limited to what that does. I want your whole soul. I have no goal. Show me the unseen stuff.

Otherwise it's your representative they're thinking of, but to truly be yourself, you have to let go of what was the past is like a prison. It's an echo repeating just because, cause, cause we are many people in our lives. So I'm not one to judge, but if they love one part of you, it's limited to what that does. I want your whole soul. I have no goal. Show me the unseen stuff.

Don't invite me over only after you have cleaned up. Perfect makes me wanna kick my feet up. No one's living in a catalog IKEA dreamed up. Have you ever seen a lion chase a hundred zebras? Have you ever seen a turtle hide inside a shell? A caterpillar doesn't know that she'll become a butterfly. So if you go to heaven, are you still aware of hell? Wow.

Don't invite me over only after you have cleaned up. Perfect makes me wanna kick my feet up. No one's living in a catalog IKEA dreamed up. Have you ever seen a lion chase a hundred zebras? Have you ever seen a turtle hide inside a shell? A caterpillar doesn't know that she'll become a butterfly. So if you go to heaven, are you still aware of hell? Wow.

No, it's like a few years ago.

No, it's like a few years ago.

I was on the phone with a friend of mine and the birds were just like really loud. And during the conversation, I said something about the birds aren't singing to win a Grammy. And then I thought, you know what? I like that. So I paused the conversation. I wrote it down and then started to build on it later.

I was on the phone with a friend of mine and the birds were just like really loud. And during the conversation, I said something about the birds aren't singing to win a Grammy. And then I thought, you know what? I like that. So I paused the conversation. I wrote it down and then started to build on it later.

I think all of them in some form or fashion, but I think some of them are self-love, some of them are romantic love, some of them are love of God, some of them are love of humanity, nature, all of it.

I think all of them in some form or fashion, but I think some of them are self-love, some of them are romantic love, some of them are love of God, some of them are love of humanity, nature, all of it.

I mean, I think I'm past 30 years, 30 years. Yeah. It's like one of the longest, at least internal relationships of my life. You know, my, my relationship with rhythm and rhyme. Yeah.

I mean, I think I'm past 30 years, 30 years. Yeah. It's like one of the longest, at least internal relationships of my life. You know, my, my relationship with rhythm and rhyme. Yeah.