Its a whole world
So why do I feel confined
Trapped in the limitations of time
And my own mind
Well, better things have come before
How soon, how many better things to come
And what will they be
A moon setting for a sun to rise

Still I know my own self
I know my exasperation
How much I can bend
The point when I break
And I know as much
And maybe more

I know what can't be explained
That if I had never seen a bird
It could be described to me in meticulous detail
Bones lighter than air
Feathers and plumage
Miraculous color
Flight

If I had never seen it before
I could envision birds as they are
But still never believe
That they existed