I want to fly like an eagle, to the sea
Fly like an eagle, let my spirit carry me
And we danced all night to a soul fairy band
And she kissed me just right, like only a lonely angel can
She felt so nice
Just as soft as a spirit in the night
But the white bird just sits in her cage,
unknown.
And you can cage the songbird
But you can’t make her sing
And you can trap the free bird
But you’ll have to clip her wings
Cause she’ll soar like a hawk when she flies
But she’ll dive like an eagle when she dies
We walk the streets at night
We go where eagles dare
They pick up every movement
They pick up every loser
Eagle High in Cloudland soaring–
Sparrow twittering on a reed–
Tiger in the jungle roaring–
Frightened fawn in grassy mead–
Let’s fly above the landscape.
There’s a horizon that is always in sight.
We’ll go straight up & skywards
We’ll always be just like two birds in the sky.
On a tree by a river a little tom-tit
Sang “Willow, titwillow, titwillow”
And I said to him, “Dicky-bird, why do you sit
Singing ‘Willow, titwillow, titwillow’”
Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Blackbird singing in the dead of night.
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
Great green globs of greasy, grimy gopher guts.
Mutilated monkey meat.
Dirty little birdie feet.
The woodchuck likes me, we smoke PCP
I wanna make friends with the badger
The big baboon by the light of the moon
Was coming his auburn hair.
And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them, God’s creatures all of them too
Now, the night was bright and the stars threw light
On Billy and Davy dancin’ in the moonlight
They were down near the water in a stone mud fight
Killer Joe gone passed out on the lawn
Well, it’s a marvelous night for a Moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
'Neath the cover of October skies
Buffalo gals, won’t you come out tonight?
Come out tonight, come out tonight.
Buffalo gals, won’t you come out tonight?
And dance by the light of the moon.
A minstrel bought a crooked spoon
He gave it to a blue baboon
Who filled it full of virgin snow
And watched it in the afterglow
It could be a spoonful of diamond,
It could be a spoonful of gold,
Just a little spoon of your precious love,
Satisfy my soul.