Sightless Bird - Bobby McFerrin

I haven’t been alone much lately I think

I’ve got to quiet down

Enough of this runaround

I’ve got to get out of town

So I sit alone among (?) and thought

Looking for an empty space

A livin' and breathin' place

A bit of sustaining grace

Out here I bid all my troubles by

And exchange graceful lilting melodies with a sightless bird

My unfettered spirit taking flight

Telling my secrets to unsighted friends

As I lay my back upon a cool moss tree

I’m looking out towards the sky

I can see clouds roll by

I can feel tension die

And I lay my head upon pillowed hands

Sightless bird sings to heal

Weariness I may feel

That sometimes may seem too real

Out here I bade all my troubles by

And exchange graceful lilting melodies with a sightless bird

My unfettered spirit taking flight

Telling my secrets to unsighted friends