Strictly for the Birds

I paid the Karmic price
I put my time in my hands
But among the peacocks, the finches feel strange
And among the finches, the peacock feels strange

I hear the tears in your song
The hurt in your eyes
The sound of your touch
But you look at me like
I'm in a distant country
And life is too long for all that

I know they both can fly
I've heard each chirp and each cry
But among the owls, the hummingbird stalls
And among the hummingbirds, owls might fall

I hear a melody sound
In your singing self found
A fool's gold egg mound
But you look at me
Like I've a touch of crazy
And life is too short for all that

We tried to fly from cold weather
But our patterns were wrong
They say birds of a feather
Should flock together
But our feathers have different homes

I tried my best with each dance
My wingspan wider with each chance
But among the cranes, the wren does feel small
And among the wrens, well, the cranes do feel tall

I hear the yearn in your call
Feel your soft like a shawl
Brief warm in its thrall
But you look at me from another old tree
And life is too short for all that

Life is too short for all
Life is too long for all
Life is too short for all that

Life is too short
Life is too long
For all that