Wednesday, December 24, 2008
For The Birds
The spoon bill and night heron
Cormorant and quail
Don’t need no taxi
No train and no rail
The redshank and curlew
Black kite and mute swan
Have spruced up their feathers
And now they’re all gone
This life is brutal
This life’s absurd
And this life is for the birds
This life is for the birds
The osprey and the kestrel
The goshawk and the jay
They know when to go
They know when to stay
The lesser spotted eagle
Has plenty self esteem
She knows it’s just a name
She knows it’s just a dream
And it goes by so quickly
All foggy and blurred
And this life is for the birds
This life is for the birds
At times it’s just easier to stay down
Bury my head in the sand and don’t ask why
Keep my feet planted on the ground
And watch the birds high in the sky
The teal and the mallard
The shoveler and hawk
Don’t break from exposure
Don’t break from the flock
They go with the wind
And get carried away
Into the cold dawn
Of a bright and brand new day
They only fly forward
No looking backward
And this life is for the birds
This life is for the birds
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