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  1. Bluebird

From the recording Wings

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Mitch: guitar/vocals, Carla: banjo/vocals, Zoey: vocals, Owen: bass, Jesse: fiddle

Lyrics

Bluebird
© 2018 Mitch Barrett, Redbird Mandala Music, BMI

Bluebird, heal your broken wings
Tears on your feathers can’t buy you anything
Your mom and daddy, they did their best
You’re still falling from the nest

Bluebird, Bluebird

Bluebird, don’t you cry
The time has come for you to try
Victims tiring, accusers rest
They both find solace in sacred breath

Little birdy, eyes of scorn
Curse the day that you were born
Your darkest hour is your saving grace
Find your power, take your place

Bluebird, your heart is sighing
Only bruised, no, you’re not dying
From a pile of ashes on a marble floor
A shadow passes, victim no more

Little birdy, eyes of scorn
Curse the day that you were born
Your darkest hour is your saving grace
Take your power, find your place