BIRDSONG

Former glories, hidden close to your chest
Behind circles of metal wearing colours abreast
Bedtime stories, tales of knights and their quests
Of heroes and maidens, treasure carried on chests

Don't sing songs in our memory
You don't know the words
Don't regale us with stories
The truth needs to be heard

Listen instead for the life we've preserved
The sounds you ignore as you walk through your day
Heed what we say as we give you our word
They're the reason we came here and were willing to stay

Don't sing songs in our memory
You don't know the words
Don't regale us with stories
The truth needs to be heard

When the bird breaks its silence, listen close to the song
It was there in our haven, it followed us on
When the bird breaks its silence, don't ignore what it sings
It was there as we struggled, as young men became Kings
When the bird breaks its silence, listen through to the end
It was there as they fought, those great lions of men
When the bird breaks its silence, you'll all get to see
The reasons you live in the land of the free