Song to Birds

A L O H A !

 

" Fly silly seabird

No dreams can possess you

No voices can blame you

For sun on your wings

My gentle relations

Have names they must call me

For loving the freedom

Of all flying things

My dreams with the seagulls fly

Out of reach out of cry -

I came to the city

And lived like old Crusoe

On an island of noise

In a cobblestone sea

And the beaches were concrete

And the stars paid a light bill

And the blossoms hung false

On their store window trees

My dreams with the seagulls fly

Out of reach out of cry-

Out of the city

And down to the seaside

To sun on my shoulders

And wind in my hair

But sandcastles crumble

And hunger is human

And humans are hungry

For worlds they can't share

My dreams with the seagulls fly

Out of reach out of cry -

I call to a seagull

Who dives to the waters

And catches his silver-fine

Dinner alone

Crying where are the footprints

That danced on these beaches

And the hands that cast wishes

That sunk like a stone

My dreams with the seagulls fly

Out of reach Out of cry "

Writer: Joni MITCHELL
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, 
Joni Mitchell/Crazy Crow Music/Siquomb Music

      

Thanks for Winging here.

Some people oooh & ahhh over birds.

I feel that way when I see

Y O U

have bere!

                                     Fondly, cloudia