Maybird

I saw you fly above graffiti walls
Near the highway in LA
I never saw a bird so beautiful
Oh, what am I trying to say?

I’ll be flying next time you see me
I’ll be alive and well enough
I’ll be high next time you see me

I so admire the feathers on your wings
I so desire your peace and grace
When that lonely mountain blackbird sings
It brings the tide back to my face

People cry when they are happy
People laugh when they are sad
Do you realize that your beauty could drive folks stark raving mad?
I’ll be flying next time you see me
I’ll be alive and well enough
I’ll be high next time you see me, yeah