Wyoming Birds - Damien Jurado

All of us were songbirds

Sunlight in the room

Sorrow replaced our joyous tune

We must have tried to fly a thousand times

I want back my old life

A wind to carry me home

Birds need skies to fly in

Wyoming, please be kind and let me go

All of us were dreamers

Making our amends

Life becomes what we pretend

Songbirds looking for a place to land

Deserts in design

Hands reach out to catch us

Our turn to shine

So divine

Heaven rests inside you

Fires now refine

Every bird and angel

Free to fly