I looked out the windows as we passed baren fields.
Who'd just offered up all the grain that they could yeild.
The sun was setting behind te silos high.
When in one moment a sparrow caught my eye.
She soared through the wind like freedom was her name
But the flaps of her wings told my heart that she had know great pain
Enamered by beauty still from far away I could see
She was as lonely as I imagine a fallen star to be.
A lonely traveler over open feilds will nothing to give, cus they offered all that they could yeild
I am a passer with no right to stay and fly over feilds in the end of the day
And I imagine my thoughts are much like hers
far bellow the windy curves
Flying in one place
it might look like you don't go far.
But in her hear she has seen the stars and known them all by first names
They greet her with majestic grace
Sparrow flyin'
a traveler with no shoes
Fallin' star
I would've stayed with you
and flown a world that had nothing to give
Cus it has offered it's all
and still on we'd live.
Soaring sparrow flyin' high
Nothing more celestial has ever caught my eye.
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