*Broken thing, little bird
Still your wings and heed my word
There's always time to fly again
So take a rest my weary friend.
Feel the wind rush through the leaves
Sway gently on the summer breeze
Slow your breath and end your song
My little bird, the day is long.
Oh, baby bird, my little crow
I love you more than you could know
Sleep sweetly, softly, precious one
The night has come, the day is done.*
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 9:15 AM UTC
*Broken thing, little bird
Still your wings and heed my word
There's always time to fly again
So take a rest my weary friend.
Feel the wind rush through the leaves
Sway gently on the summer breeze
Slow your breath and end your song
My little bird, the day is long.
Oh, baby bird, my little crow
I love you more than you could know
Sleep sweetly, softly, precious one
The night has come, the day is done.*
