Blackbird – Maggie Wing

Up in your tree again, blackbird
Calling to me again, blackbird
You make the Sunday morning light
Fall like ashes from the sky
Blackest song I ever heard

Last time you came around, blackbird
And made that lonesome sound, blackbird
Silver maples turned to rust
Four walls crumbled into dust
Blackbird, why would you return?

He’s been gone for so long
I’ve slept alone
You go on with your song
Now I know he’s never coming home

The trouble you can bring, blackbird
Upon those tiny wings, blackbird
There’s more to you than meets the eye
You’re small enough to light and fly
But heavy as this whole black world

He’s been gone for so long
I’ve slept alone
You go on with your song
Now I know he’s never coming home