WILD BIRDS (Feat. Becca Stevens)

In a world before maps, holding breadcrumbs of courage we ran into the day ? trying to catch wild birds with our tiny bare hands and an open-door cage Like many adventurers, I soon discovered that fate wasn’t always a friend Under swaying trees, gravity conjured the scar on my knee and a lesson remembered: That the wild birds belong to no one And the child learned Nature will humble us all in the end We sat on that stone by the ocean for years without fear without thinking at all We cried at the news that it became a burial ground when the sea came to call That night, the seagulls were glowing like angels sent down to comfort our souls ? with the moon and two new burning bright stars aglow on the waves eternally rolling And the wild birds belong to no one And the tide turns forever, finding us all in the end Are we the only ones who don’t understand we’re but shadows upon an eternal land Weaving through miles of darkness and canyons in need of just getting lost… to find us a place we could patch up our hearts where no one would tally the cost Down by a crystalline river, a broken-winged dove sat alone on the bank… We kept watch until nightfall, but knew it was out of our hands ? some things we can’t make right And the wild birds belong to no one And the wild birds, they live the language of Letting Go The wild birds belong to no one Oh, the wild birds can show us everything we need to know