Fly Parrot Fly (--Mike Schindlinger)

 

Fly, parrot, fly

Up in the morning sky

Float above the ground

So high up, that they can't pull you down

 

Your children are in danger

So fly off now, to a distant land.

There's a needy, greedy stranger

Don't let yourself fall into his hands.

 

Because he'll take you off to the big town.

Instead of trees, there's just buildings and cars.

He'll clip your wings to hold you down,

And put you behind iron bars.

 

So won't you

Fly, parrot, fly

Into the noon-day sky.

Float above the ground

So far up, that they can't pull you down

 

You used to be so free,

Your laughter echoed through the trees

It was such a sight to see

As you floated there, on the summer breeze.

 

But where are all the forests now?

Cut for the cattle and burned for the plow.

The city grows, more everyday, so

Fly, away.

 

Fly, parrot, fly

Into the late-day sky

Float above the ground,

You know I loved to hear your special sounds.

 

Maybe someday we'll make a place to be

Where the monkey climbs, and the wild bird soars,

Where you can raise your family

So someday my children can laugh with yours.

 

But now you must

Fly, parrot, fly

Into the evening sky,

Now that your whole day is done,

Must you disappear, into the setting sun?

 

Now that your whole day is done,

Must you disappear, like the setting sun?