Oh what a day
What a beautiful day
My chest oh so loose
Ever empty and free
I can smile and think
I can breath and I can be
Oh what a day
What a beautiful day
To show my friends the things
I've always had with me
Such thoughts and such trust
Ready to be shared
I beam with such pride and they look with such joy
The things I have done
The things I have made
Ready to burst forth into sight
Oh what a day
What a beautiful day
I reach into my pocket
And cradle the bird close
His flight they shall see
And I the gracious host
I've raised him from birth
And have seen him this far
I've seen the bird fly
And I've seen the bird cry
Oh what a day
What a beautiful day
I look to the bird and the bird looks to me
I know he's ready and he knows the same
Their eyes are on us now, eager to see
As I gently push him up, to give him to the sky
My heart soars as he does too
And it crashes, next to little bird blue
Something went wrong
Why can't I breath?
I kneel to the ground, trying to fix his broken wing
But each touch only breaks more
My cries rivaling his
He crumbles to dust as my fingers cradle him
I feel their eyes upon me
Silent and solemn
As if nothing went wrong
And I turn to them with a false smile to say
Oh what a day
What a beautiful day