.
Can you hear me now,
Little mocking bird,
Did you know the sky was falling?

City bird, come to perch,
Upon this window sill of mine,
You are such a dusty bird.

City bird, to what do I,
Owe this visitation?
You are such a silent bird,
Is there no bird to answer to?

Dusty bird,
Could you be seeking out a tree,
Fit for a gathering?

Pretty bird, mocking bird,
Why don't you just stretch out and fly?
You are such a quiet bird,
Are your wings holding up the sky?



Written and performed by Ron Renaud aka Ripplingmoon
Ray Garand plays electric guitars

Copyright 1995-2014