Abraham & the Old Gods - Birds Fly Home

Birds fly home in the springtime
Home from whence they came
And if you love 'em you won't clip the wing
Or they'll never fly south again

You know that feeling in the fall
When you know its time to go
And I know a roost where we're still eating fruit
And there's never gloom or snow

But I'm no bird of paradise
And I don't live in the shade
Feather up the nest or go find all the rest
Or just die in a comfy little cage

Birds fly home in the springtime
Home from whence they came
And if you love 'em you won't clip the wing
Or they'll never fly south again

It never feels like I'm leaving
It just feels like I'm going home
Might fly together to conquer the weather
Or I might just sing alone

I'm no slave to the seasons
But I'm chained to the zenith of the sun
I might cry or I might lay down and die
But flying aint for everyone

Birds fly home in the springtime
Home from whence they came
And if you love 'em you won't clip the wing
Or they'll never fly south again

Written by:
Abraham Glubrecht

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