Starry eyed looked into oblivion
As the fall reaches
The rain catches the bird
As the winds scares it

The heart of a black bird is still red
No matter the feather it shed
The wings of glory is still far gone
The heavens need a white bird instead

The bird in shock leaves the hate of vivid lies
Scared was the bird, it eyes were blind
The bird flies to nearest nest
Found himself caught in a dream instead