Never Learn To Fly

When I was a little child, I once found a bird lying on the ground

It would not ever fly again

I held the bird up in my hands, I shed my tears over the lovely song that

Not longer could be heard

Never learn to fly

With dirty hands I dug a hole and gently laid the bird to rest in soil

A wound in the tear stained mud

My tears wore rain as I revealed the secrets of a tree

A cross of bark to speak through wooden grains

Never learn to fly

I sang a song which I remembered my grandma used to sing

For me, when I was sick and laid in bed

Then I cursed that day for showing me my own mortality

For then I knew that all that lives turns cold. Cold and dead

And now time has passed by beneath my wings

That was then I'm older now, but still I can't forget that rainy day

I raged against the ending times, though some day soon my son will maybe

Find the tree I cleansed of skin

No chain-sling will ever climb its rotten limbs

And when the time has come for me to die, I want to lie beside that bird

Never learn to fly

When I was a little child, I once found myself dying on the ground

And now I'll never fly