Blue Jay, you fly so bold and true.
Blue bird, I’d do anything to be like you.
You’d do anything for me?
Even if it means losing your wings?
I’m a black bird,
I will wait for the word.
Then I fly.
But you’ll perch on the branches so close to me.
I’m sorry, but it’s hard to see out here
I didn’t think I was nested near you (I hope I was).
I was?
I was!
I’m glad. I’m sad, and all in between.
I’m black and blue and teeming-
With few words from this blistered beak.
Jun 16, 2010
Jun 16, 2010 at 7:24 AM UTC
Blue Jay, you fly so bold and true.
Blue bird, I’d do anything to be like you.
You’d do anything for me?
Even if it means losing your wings?
I’m a black bird,
I will wait for the word.
Then I fly.
But you’ll perch on the branches so close to me.
I’m sorry, but it’s hard to see out here
I didn’t think I was nested near you (I hope I was).
I was?
I was!
I’m glad. I’m sad, and all in between.
I’m black and blue and teeming-
With few words from this blistered beak.