• Artist: Richard X. Heyman
  • Title: Birds
  • Genre: Folk
  • Mood: Sentimental/Ballad
  • Speed: Medium (78-95)
  • Instruments: Acoustic Guitar (Guitar, Banjo, Mandolin), Percussion, Horns/Woodwinds/Brass, All Other
  • Track type: Lyric - Full Length
  • Date added: 7/20/2012
  • Lyric themes: Storytelling, Animals, Struggle Hardship, Determination, Courage
  • Lyrics: Toward the Forward Building clock, I gaze upon the flock, they follow me Feathers soar to greet me on the city block No words of fire can shock me anymore Now the days are getting dark, the trees are turning stark Cruel winter’s lean And I’m alone here in the park There’s no sound except the dogs bark, faint, unseen High up on the gilded ledge, they wait right on the edge, so patiently For their feed then fly down landing by the hedge and gratefully will dredge up every seed Fools without a trace of heart approach to play their part but I let it sail And I don’t even try to start, I’ve gotten way too smart, I let them rail So much brighter than you know, I’m sighted walking slow yet anxiously Through the city crowd, I’m spotted as I go, eyes peering down below so cautiously Now the days are getting dark, the trees are turning stark Cruel winter’s lean And I’m alone here in the park There’s no sound except the dogs bark, faint, unseen And now the days are getting dark, the trees are turning stark Cruel winter’s lean And I’m content here in the park There’s no sound except the dogs bark, faint, unseen Babies lying half asleep, out through the door I creep My bags are full, the snow’s drifting down, and it’s mounting soft and deep And I hear a siren weep in this hardened town
  • Keywords: simple, acoustic, gentle, Brass, Organic
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