Birds

Birds, they are their own guide
With powers we cannot contend
Sitting softly at their ease
Watching from trees
You've only one chance
So take a second glance
You've only one dance
So make the most of it all
Time, it escapes us too soon
Like the sand between our feet
No one cares to understand
The meaning of our promised land
But the birds in the trees
You've only one chance
So take a second glance
You've only one dance
So make the most of it all
Singing sweetly, soft and low
Spread your wings now
Off you go
Let me know what you will find
Between the moments of my time
Singing sweetly, soft and low
Spread your wings now
Off you go
Let me know what you will find
Between the moments of my time



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