| Little voices in a big world
We left it to the sweet-throats they had the warmest notes they did not sound as bells do all that assaulting clanging the mornings wouldn't be the same with out the turning of our heads towards the darting outside our windows i used to let the day in i haven't tried for years she asks if birds are special 'very much, my lil sparrow'. she asks why they are i tell her i think it's because they can fly little voices in a big world and hers is mine all over again i hear it effortless and velvet a morning song in the deep of night shalome � 2006 |