Lola Marsh Bluebird
Down this throat
I've fallen deep before I had the chance to swing it
Well, I guess my road has turned to dusty border
Tortuous streams had swept me down and back
I'm sinking in my finest dress
Tell me, man, am I lost?
For I'd rather speak the voice of someone else
Can I be free as a bluebird?
In the open sky I'll fly high
To be free from my fears is the only wish I have
Free as a bluebird
In the open sky I'll fly high
To be free is the only wish that I have
Down this throat
I've fallen deep before I had the chance to swing it
Well, I guess my road has turned to dusty border
Can I be free as a bluebird?
In the open sky I'll fly high
To be free from my fears is the only wish I have
Free as a bluebird in the open sky I'll fly high
To be free is the only wish that I have
Can I be free as a bluebird?
In the open sky I'll fly high
To be free from my fears is the only wish I have
Hm, hm, hm...