Birds by The Flying Club

Lyrics

Birds
Music and Lyrics by Bruce Popky

out on a limb, this day’s getting dim
can hardly see my own wing
the light still plays on feathers that stay
by the water, i hear them sing
i realize sometimes half of what i’m missing
if today i can’t find, tomorrow remind me
to try something harder

down at the park, imaginary mark
thousands perch and feed
back to the nest, some food for the rest
and some will always lead
i realize sometimes half of what i’m missing
a gathering team can split at the seam
we all need each other

there they go
they fly away
they don’t know
but they hear that whistle blow
somewhere in the world
calling, it takes them back

searching the grass for pieces that last
taking strands for the building
riding away the winds of the day
senses overfilling
i realize sometimes half of what i’m missing
leaving this place, i remember a face
and home still farther
there they go
they fly away
they don’t know
but they hear that whistle blow
somewhere in the world
calling, it takes them back

there they go
they fly away
they don’t know
but they hear that whistle blow
somewhere in the world
calling, it takes them back

calling, it takes them back