Fly away,
Silently singing
Freedom searching
Take
Made of stardust and cloud
Escape the dirty, taunting man
Let your aspirations be your guide into the unknown
Let your sorrow keep you adrift
Oh, sweet sparrow, whose voice haunts my soul
Why do you touch the ground
When you could live amongst clouds instead?
Are humans more fun to watch
Are they more fun to tease?
With their heads in the clouds
And meager thoughts flying about
Like deformed children
They grow into monsters
And they take
Never giving
Are you disgusted by our useless
Ideas?
The fire or touching the sun
The lips pressed to windows
Eyes searching for answers
Where there are no questions
Yes, we must seem so silly to you
And cruel as well
Is it wrong to you that we blind you
Ad make you sing?
I’m sure you must not mind much,
For it takes a willing subject to be caught
By unskilled men’s hands
But sparrow
If I could
I’d leave with you
And leave this disserted no mans land
To forever be in your grace
Sparrow,
Goodbye until we meet again
I will always look to you as a friend
