Well I went walking in the woods Sunday Dragged my feet through the undergrowth Stumbling upon a bird instead Singing songs sweet of hope and… So I went back there the very next day Found no trace of the sweet song Dragged my feet just the very same way But no melody rang home No birds to sing No bird
Waiting there to blessed my roam No melody No melody to save Ringing out with sacred tones No melody No melody to sing
No bird to sing Why won’t those birds begin? To sing…
