I want to hear the birds again, sing in the twilight hours 
And see the tiny drops of dew upon the fragrant flowers
I need that sense of purpose to help me carry on 
Until a new direction shows the path where I belong

I want to see the birds again fly round the crystal tower
And whisper we're among the few that revel in the power
Then release the understanding so I again can feel
That the plan is working to the free for real

I want to touch the birds again, to fly, regain the sight
To transfer from the realm of fear into the sea of light
To find what I’ve been missing but never really had
Put back the smile upon my face conquer out the sad

Then smell the scent of morning wakening to find
Escape sleep's dream filled confines that fog and rule my mind
Repair the bridge to mankind never to be beat 
Send out for that guidance to help me find my feet