The Wailin' Jennys - Bird song

^AI hear a bird chirping up in the s^Eky, ^AI'd like to be free like that, sp^Eread my wings so h^Aigh. ^AI see the river flowing, water running ^Eby, ^AI'd like to be that river, s^Eee what I might f^Aind. ^DI feel the wind a-blowing, sl^Aowly changing time, I'd like to be that wind, I'd sw^Eirl and shape the s^Aky. ^DI smell the flowers blooming, op^Aening for spring, I'd like to be those flowers, o^Epen to eve^Arything.

^AI feel the seasons change: the leaves, the snow and s^Eun. ^AI'd like to be those seasons, m^Eade up and un^Adone. ^AI taste the living earth, the seeds that grow wi^Ethin, ^AI'd like to be that earth, a h^Eome where life be^Agins. ^DI see the moon a-rising, reac^Ahing into night, I'd like to be that moon, a kno^Ewing, glowing li^Aght. ^DI know the silence as the wo^Arld begins to wake, I'd like to be that silence ^Eas the morning br^Aeaks.

^AI hear a bird chirping up in the s^Eky, ^AI'd like to be free like that, sp^Eread my wings so h^Aigh. ^AI see the river flowing, water running ^Eby, ^AI'd like to be that river, s^Eee what I might f^Aind. ^DI feel the wind a-blowing, sl^Aowly changing time, I'd like to be that wind, I'd sw^Eirl and shape the s^Aky. ^DI smell the flowers blooming, op^Aening for spring, I'd like to be those flowers, o^Epen to eve^Arything.