Black Bird

Black bird singing in the dead of night,
Take these broken wings and learn to fly,

All your life,
You were only waiting for this moment to arrive.

Black bird singing in the dead of night,
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see,

All your life,
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

Black bird fly,
Black bird fly,
Into the line of a dark black night.

by Taylor Marriott

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