Bird

There's a bird out in the tree
Singing an old familiar tune
Could be Hank, could be Neil
Could be Gram or Emmylou

Her sweet song still lingers in my ear
Though it's years since she's flown away
I still sit right here by the window
Wondering if she'll be back today

There's a light that comes thru the trees
Hanging low before the dark stretched tight
Reminding me that you're gone

Her heart was clearcut when we first met
But it's grown wild since
Turned up and guarded and tangled like a thicket
Won't make the same mistakes again

There's a light that comes thru the trees
Hanging low before the dark stretched tight
Reminding me that you're gone

There's a time that comes, dusty streets, cricket songs
When the air, evening shy
Is enough for now until it's gone

I hope and I pray that you're on your way
To finding what you're looking for
In the meantime, though, I'll always be hear
With my ear pressed up to the window



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Writer(s): Cables & Lines
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