I’ve got myself a songbird
Locked up singing songs
For three years he’s been locked up
But now I see it’s wrong
So I’ll go to his cage, there
Open mind and heart
And then I’ll tell him one thing
One thing before we part
Fly away, sweet songbird
You don’t need me no more
I’ve held you back for too long
I’ll open your cage door
But promise me one thing
Sweet bird, before I set you free
Come back some day, sweet songbird
And sing just once for me
I said it, and he stood there
Looking so confused
To clear up the confusion
I said, “Bird, I love you
But love is not possession
It’s giving happiness
And if that means we’re parting
Then friend, you will be missed”
So, fly away, sweet songbird
You don’t need me no more
I’ve held you back for too long
I’ve opened your cage door
But promise me one thing
Sweet bird, before I set you free
Come back some day, sweet songbird
And sing just once for me
Birds like you deserve to fly
It’s not for me to decide
Don’t stay here only for me
Oh songbird, oh blackbird, be free
And then he understood me
Sang a sweet goodbye
It was so bittersweet but
We both knew he must fly
So then he flew far away
Straight out of my door
But if I could get one thing
I’d hear his song once more
Come back some day, sweet songbird
Come back just once for me
You have been gone for too long
Though I love that you’re free
But just one time, just once
Sweet bird, before my dying day
Come back to me, sweet songbird
And sing my blues away
As I've mentioned, I used to be a not-so-great person, and during this time, I was in a band, and in that band, I wrote hateful, moronic songs, and my bandmate had to put up with that for a long time. This song is a fictionalized account of me setting him free from that garbage. Or at least, that's what this song was supposed to be. Now, it's not very much like what happened at all, but I still like it for whatever it is now.