Starling from rerouting... by Camden Joy

I heard the starling sing my song at the break of day. Who knew a feeling could be so strong? Took my breath away. Sterling silver starling black rapacious greedy souls; from high above how small we all seem small and completely controlled. Starling darken skies with fear. None know where they’ll land. A handful might prosper the rest disappears: true not for starling but man. How much is enough for one such as these? Where hath decency gone? To each according to his needs—oh why did they steal my song? Come sing my song at dusk. I’ll climb the branch to hear. Darling step into my palm for night is nearly here. And who else will protect you my dear?

• Alternative
• acoustic folk
• alternative country
• indie pop
• lo fi
• singer-songwriter
• Middlebury