Friday, October 12, 2007

Blackbird.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life
you will be waiting for this moment to arrive.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
take these sunken eyes and learn to see.
All your life
you will be waiting for this moment to be free.

Blackbird fly.
Blackbird fly.
Into the light of the dark black night.

I thought I heard gun shots as I sat outside and smoked. I love smoking.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

is great how you write.
i'm sorry my english is not perfect yet.

you wrote that?