Thursday, November 12, 2009

Songbird.


I want to be a songbird, and I want to sit in the tallest branch, on the tallest tree, and I want to sing lullabies to earth as she cries, and I really want to try and make her laugh. I want to be a songbird, and I want to watch the sunrise, with my love by my side, and I want to grow, I want to learn, I want to fire, and I want to burn, I want to rise and I want to fall I want to run and I want to crawl. I want to be a songbird and i just want to try to know how far and deep and wide this love is that you give, thats what it is to really live. To just try and look around, see you in our breaths, and hear you in our sounds. I want to be a songbird, go through things that I need, make me hurt and make me bleed, I will rise and see the light, Ill pray my way through the night. I want to be a songbird, I want to sing lullabies to earth as she cries, but I really want to try and make her laugh, like you make me laugh. Take the strings and the things I use to tie me to the ground, let them all be gone... I want to be a songbird.

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