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Sunday, May 17, 2009

birdsong

 Thought about this one during the camping trip this weekend. Its a little rough, but I'll play around with it and see what it turns into.

birdsong

the songbird sings the same three notes
like hes got a melody to find
the first half is stuck inside his throat
the second half is stuck inside his mind

he always sees the summer windbird
soaring through the autumn sky
wondering if he should sing out to her
or if he's good enough to try

he thinks...


(Chorus)
im gonna sing you a birdsong
belt it out strong and slow
I'm gonna fight off all my fears
you know


the songbird sings about his sorrow
his joy his happiness his soul
sings about how it should be tomorrow
sings about how yesterday would go

says i wanna sing right where im perched here
but dont want to wreck this sacred place
i dont wanna break down your hopes dear
or sing the gracenotes without grace

[Chorus]

the song bird's lyin on his deathbed
screamin like a hellion in the night
says i will not go out gently
im not goin down without a fight

im terrified of dyin all alone here
but nevermind im rising up in flight
i wish you could see the sky here
i guess ill just start flyin towards the light

[Chorus]
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