Bird of the sky,
How does it feel to dart and fly,
How does it feel to soar all day
"Over the hills and far away"?
To live in a tree,
To build a house as fine as can be,
To build it safe, and warm, and high,
And call it home—bird of the sky?
To perch and sing,
Up there where the leaves are quivering,
Singing and winging and building high,
How does it feel—bird of the sky?
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