He's still waiting for the news from the morning bird
Trying to find the right combination of chirps
He ran an extra lap to see if she was still there
The blades of grass cut through to his bones

I am the silent sigh of another new day
I am the cracking eyes which can never be changed
'Them' all smile the most when it's time to go home
'Them' never be morning birds

There's no river man to whisper in his ear
He hasn't had a dream in over 24 years
We're all wasting time but it's not our fault
Look in the mirror, there's a bird coming home

His heart still belongs to the morning bird
People tell him that he isn't making much sense
Legs move faster than he can remember the truth
He has to catch up to the morning bird

07/11/2013

Posted on 07/11/2013
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