I'm thoughtful for a bird who sings
Who soars the sky with gracious wings
In heartfelt style
No matter how life may be cruel
Her singing is her healing tool
And makes me smile
She flies through rain with finesse
To feed younglings in a nest
Her infant birds
She told the rain that gave despair
"I'll give the world my righteous care"
Persistent words
Something is alarming me
Have I lost my harmony?
How could I find rapture?
Songbird gives the answer
Should all my prayers be silent like a mime
Or could hope bring rapture this whole time?
I'm grateful for a bird who sings
Who soars the sky with gracious wings
In heartfelt style
No matter how life may be cruel
Her singing is our healing tool
And makes us smile
A cold thought once captured us
We couldn't feel rapturous
How did we find rapture?
Songbird gave the answer
Should all our prayers be silent like a mime
Or could hope bring rapture this whole time?
Should all our prayers be silent like a mime
Or could hope bring Rapture this whole time?