City Bird.
Can you hear me now,
Little mocking bird,
Did you know the sky was falling?
City bird, come to perch,
Upon this window sill of mine,
You are such a dusty bird.
City bird, to what do I,
Owe this visitation?
You are such a silent bird,
Is there no bird to answer to?
Dusty bird,
Could you be seeking out a tree,
Fit for a gathering?
Pretty bird, mocking bird,
Why don't you just stretch out and fly?
You are such a quiet bird,
Are your wings holding up the sky?
Written and performed by Ron Renaud aka Ripplingmoon
Ray Garand plays electric guitars
Copyright 1995-2014