Jasmine van den Bogaerde (born 15 May 1996), also known by her stage name Birdy, is an English musician. She is of mixed Scottish, English, Belgian (Flemish) and Dutch ancestry.
Her mother is a concert pianist, and Birdy learned to play piano at the age of five, and began writing her own music at the age of eight. She won the music competition Open Mic UK in 2008, at the age of 12. After the competition, Birdy was then offered a publishing contract with Good Soldier Songs Ltd, run by Christian Tattersfield, chairman of Warner Bros. Birdy currently studies at Priestlands School in Lymington, a small state school which specialises in performing and visual arts. She sings and plays the piano. Her great uncle was the actor Sir Dirk Bogarde.
Her eponymous debut album "Birdy" was released on the 7th of November 2011
Source: Wikipediahttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OmLNs6zQIHo&feature=brandedBirdy - People Help The People
God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts
I guess you kissed the girls and made them cry
Those hard-faced queens of misadventure
God knows what is hiding in those weak and sunken eyes
A fiery throng of muted angels
Giving love and getting nothing back
People help the people
And if your homesick give me your hand and I'll hold it
People help the people
And nothing will drag you down
Oh and if I had a brain, oh and if I had a brain
I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool
That turned all those good hearts away
God knows what is hiding in this world of little consequence
Behind the tears, inside the lies
A thousand slowly dying sunsets
God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts
I guess the loneliness came knocking
No one needs to be alone, oh save me
People help the people
And if you're homesick give me your hand and I'll hold it
People help the people
Nothing will drag you down
Oh and if I had a brain, oh and if I had a brain
I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool
That turned, all those good hearts away
People help the people
And if you're homesick give me your hand and I'll hold it
People help the people
Nothing will drag you down
Oh and if I had a brain, oh and if I had a brain
I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool
That turned all those good hearts away
There is no prosthetic for an amputated spirit
Lt Col Frank Slade (Al Pacino, Scent of a woman)
