There was a little bird that flew away
She flew so far to find somewhere to stay
Nowhere was she wanted and though it sounds quite cliché,
That little bird grew sadder every day.
Nobody needed her, no not at all
They pushed her towards a cliff and they watched her fall
But little did they know that to their appall
That bird could fly, she'd walk or even crawl.
She had such a spirit that clung to her side
She had plenty secrets for her to hide
She had sweet emotion and bitter pain inside
But most of all, she hadn't any pride.
Though she took her tiny strength and she kept going
She would never give up nor ever quit growing
So she flew on without even knowing
Where she would end up, she just flew on, singing and crowing.
This is the story, of the of the unwanted bird
That flew far away, and thus went unheard.
Though she never gave up, she pushed on for ever
Now she roams all alone, on her isolated endeavor.
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 1:06 AM UTC
There was a little bird that flew away
She flew so far to find somewhere to stay
Nowhere was she wanted and though it sounds quite cliché,
That little bird grew sadder every day.
Nobody needed her, no not at all
They pushed her towards a cliff and they watched her fall
But little did they know that to their appall
That bird could fly, she'd walk or even crawl.
She had such a spirit that clung to her side
She had plenty secrets for her to hide
She had sweet emotion and bitter pain inside
But most of all, she hadn't any pride.
Though she took her tiny strength and she kept going
She would never give up nor ever quit growing
So she flew on without even knowing
Where she would end up, she just flew on, singing and crowing.
This is the story, of the of the unwanted bird
That flew far away, and thus went unheard.
Though she never gave up, she pushed on for ever
Now she roams all alone, on her isolated endeavor.
