Birdsong from Other Faith by Grace Elizabeth Harvey

I sang to a bird today and it sang to me back
I think I convinced it that I have all I lack
I was calling out it’s name
a connection all the same
on the brink

Just as a familar song our echo would become
I think that it saw me basking in the sun
An alien, a stranger
That doesn’t know the ways
Of being a bird in nature
and singing every day
That cold good bye, and watchful eye
I never will forget
The day me and that poor bird met

I don’t know why
I always feel that I
Am lonesome beyond repair
I’m a song bird that will never reach the air

I took off my winter clothes and let the summer come
Nature all around me, but grounded by my thumbs
The birds they knew my weakness
That I was earth bound wingless in their world

And all of my sun soaked days I couldn’t help but think
When was it that humans began to go and sing
My second voice my freedom
That seems to cross the line
Between the other creatures
And us the human kind
That sad divorce and my remorse
For being all too wise
To sing, but to never know why

I do know that I
Wish that I could fly
And am lonesome beyond belief
As I’m a songbird that will never take the leap

• Acoustic
• singer-songwriter
• Metropolitan Borough Of Wirral