My heart left long ago but I’d stayed
Among people I’m certain thought I strayed
My church moved to my rooftop
And my path felt more like blacktop
The grass became my pew on a sunny day
And the birds became my chorus, so I began to sing
The trees became my teachers; there was nothing I had to bring
I went down to the river, and I began to pray [play]
Up to my knees in water, there was nothing I had to say
I grew up with my back on the ground
Watching stars over farmland and small towns
Till mom and dad called me in to bed
Where I lay awake for hours instead
Living the loneliest night life around
And the birds became my chorus, so I began to sing…
I played parts I thought were destiny
Making everyone happy but me
One day I woke up sick of the ropes
With stretched-out arms for dreams and hopes
And the girl inside forever unbound and free
And the birds became my chorus, so I began to sing…
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