A LONESOME BIRD, PASSES BY FLYING GENTLY THROUGH THE BLUE SKY A LONESOME BIRD, AS I CAN SEE IS LANDING ON THE HIGHEST APPLE TREE
IT LOOKS AROUND, FROM HIS HIGH SPOT SPOTTING ME AS I SIT DOWN IN THE GRASS IT LOOKS AT ME, I WAVE MY HAND I ASK IT TO TELL ME STORIES OF THE BLESSED LAND I LOOK AT IT, I BOW MY HEAD I WANT IT TO TELL ME WHEN I'LL BE DEAD
A LONESOME BIRD, LOOKS AT ME STILL SITTING ON THE APPLE TREE HEY LONESOME BIRD, WITH EYES SO COLD TELL ME WHY THE FLOWERS GROW!
WHO ARE YOU AND WHERE ARE YOU FROM? HOW DARE YOU MOCK ME ALL DAY LONG I RULE THE SKIES SO BLUE STAY DOWN THERE IN THE MUD YOU WORMLIKE SCUM!
HAUNTING WORDS, BUT YET SO TRUE THE BIRD IS RIGHT, I KNOW IT ALL MY HANDS ARE SHAKING MY ANGER'S GROWING I GRAB A STONE WANNA SEE THE BIRD'S BLOOD FLOWING
THE LONESOME BIRD, AS YOU CAN SEE IS FLYING AWAY OVER THE NEARBY SEA I TRIED TO REACH, I TRIED TO LIFT BUT A FEW MOMENTS LATER I FELL DOWN THE CLIFF...