Ultimate Revolution (rough)

High Road (rough)

I saw a bird bathing in
The puddled, murky grey
And oh it was amazing then
How much he shared that day
I admired then his feathered skin
The piercing of his eyes
How time for him it seems to crawl when
My time seems to fly

I saw a bird baying in 
A brittle, broken tree
And there she stood on black on white
Life in kleenex leaves
She gathered there a motley pile
Where eggs might rest and lay
But the sky it split and wet the leaves
And the nest melted away

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