Hear a birdie chirping on an Early morning
Couldn't be a better time to be alive
She could never know
Of all the grief and mourning
Of the need to stand up for her baby's life
Fight my birdie please, oh
There's no time to cry
Rise above the trees
Arrows never die!
Fight my birdie please, oh
There's no time to cry
Rise above the trees
Arrows never die!
Heavy skies are falling, fields are all on fire
Enemy approaching, pulling life apart
Crows swarm in a murder, flying ever higher
But the fiercest weapon is a mother's heart
Fight my birdie please, oh
There's no time to cry
Rise above the trees
Arrows never die!
Fight my birdie please, oh
There's no time to cry
Rise above the trees
Arrows never die!"