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Bird​

 

I know a bird that wants to sing

Rock Dove on a ledge from spring to spring

Forever wakeful doesn’t miss a thing

I know a bird that wants to sing

 

I have seen his heart he wants to fly

Cast aside these bonds go back to sea and sky

Ask him if he will there’s no reply

I have seen his heart he wants to fly

 

There’s only one way off of this bridge

At least one way that I know

Gotta throw it like a switch

Gotta smash the status quo

 

Well in the shadows of your saints

There in cobbled squares; reviled by heads of state

Do you feel his sole complaint?

In the shadows of your saints

 

Born naked in the cold

But if you watch him grow, watch his life unfold

The story’s not what you were told

Born naked in the cold

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© Michael Worthington Music 2014

Not a bad little song.

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