Blackbird

[Ostrich Man]

was in the field and the sun was getting dim

The breeze running through the trees like an organ in a hymn

Thoughts were suspended like a leaf out on a limb

Fire was burning low and the winter coming in

Now some music was playing in the background of the night

Some friends from around came in and they all said things were high

And we spoke of a stranger that we all met on the way

Who said there was danger in those who watch out for their greed

Now the summer is past the grain and the river getting high

It's amazing a month can bring so many things that can get by

The old ways were drowning to the new ones with a sigh

It seems so incredible that sometimes I could cry.

[Eskimo]

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Edited November 16, 2012 by cymrococh

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