If You Were A Blackbird

 If You Were a Blackbird

If you were a blackbird and you came to me to sing
I would not shut the window on your wings
You would reassure me of the coming of the spring
Kiss my eyes and wash away the sting

I can fly away
You remind me that
I can fly away

If you were a sparrow and you came to me to speak
I would not shush your words or shut your beak
You would take me by the fist, we’d flit along the creek
We would sing the harmonies we seek

I can fly away
You remind me that
I can fly away

If you flew into my room like some Gitchiegoomie loon
I would let you croon your goofy tune
You would tell me secrets like some kind of spooky rune
We would dance and cackle at the moon

I can fly away
You remind me that
I can fly away

I can fly away
You remind me that
I can fly away

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