Blackbird

Blackbird sitting on the roof

Can’t sing or tell about nothing but the truth

Living life it only knows is right

Often having to defend or fight

Just knowing what in life is best

When it’s time to build a nest

How to raise and bring up a brood

Gathering daily necessary food

Blackbird sitting on the roof

Sing to me all your truth

I will listen for more than a while

Leaving me with a more than a smile

When you squawk in alarm

Close at hand is danger or harm

Knowing that it will not last

Carefree again singing of the past