Small Swift Birds

"Swift Birds", part three
One, two, one, two, three, four

I've been told that it's just the way life goes

Once the wildest river is now a trickle to the sea
The peaks we risk our lives to scale
Becomes dirt beneath our feet
The wisdom of a life time
Always disappears untapped
Paradise once given will always be taken back

And the love you hang your life upon
Will start to slowly crack

I have seen people suffocate the dream

Forgetting to turn that one last time
While she watches through the door
Focusing on the garbage that she used to ignore
Thinking she looks so beautiful but not yelling it out loud
He should have stopped to kiss her before he headed out

Just forgetting how fucking lucky you are
To have found her in such a crowd

But we've seen a cloud of starlings rising on a crisp autumn day
We were handed the weight of a child sleeping and bore her away
We've tasted the tears that fall when saying goodbye forever
And we've seen the silver from a waxing moon
Wash upon the shore

I have heard about the lives of small swift birds

They dazzle with their color and their deftness through the air
Just a simple glimpse will keep you simply standing there
Legendary journeys made on fragile hollow wings
The night skies rich with whistling each and every spring

And then there's the day we look for them
And can't find them anywhere

I've been told that it's just the way life goes