Birds

Words and music by roddy frame
 "hey baby, baby bring your love to me"
 Repeats the radio relentlessly
 All day i dream a dream where feelings flee
 In free formation.
 The sweetest sound reflects in saddened eyes
 Defies description and identifies
 The heart that hungers for the sudden skies
 The souls migration.
 Chorus:
 How sweet to fly
 To touch the sky
 To feel in the flow
 Like the one who glides there.
 I feel we flew
 We never knew
 But to know is to go
 When your heart resides there.
 I take a winter coat and walk the square
 The people gather and the birds they scare
 Concrete and clay conspire to cage me there
 Among the lost boys.
 Down in the streets i see the trees grow bare
 Broken and battered in the thinning air
 The birds are scattered and my footsteps there
 I long for lost joy.
 Chorus