The Sweetsers - Birdsong

Close my eyes and hear the birds sing
Songs I know are true today
That all we need is provided
Food, clothes, sunshine and rain

And the source
These birds already know
It's the hand that feeds them
Helps them grow
And in the time
It takes to find a worm
You'd think us people-types
Would learn

Step outside and see the flowers
Bloom in ways I can't believe
Each expressing the beauty
Of clothing given for free

And the source
These flowers often tell
It's the hand that grows them
Paints them well
And in the time
It takes to plant a seed
You'd think that people
Would believe

Hear the wind go through the branches
Watch a seed pick up and fly
Who knows where it is going
Surely not you and I

And the seed
Will die and hide away
But in time a sprout will
See the day
And it will grow
To be another tree
All without the help
Of you and me

Written by:
Daniel Sweetser

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