Where do the wild birds sing

When all is dead and gone

I’ve been whispering

A little gypsy song

To the wind

Seeking a place to belong

Got carried away

By another day

Trading my soul

For another line

Travelling slow

I opened my eyes

Freedom was mine

When I wrote this line

I’ve been whispering

A little gypsy song

Traded no more

My spirit could soar

Giving it all

For a living that is small

Taking part no more

In a lie that blinds

The best of humankind

Set me free to be …

Doors were closed

Ceilings felt heavy

Questions were not asked

Opportunities were lost

A million battles have been fought

Because I was born a girl

I stood waiting

Wanting you to take my hand

But you let me fall

So I stood up on my own

A million battles have been fought

Because I was born a girl

Now I walk my own path

Open my own doors

Let the sunshine in

Seizing the only moment that matters

Carrying my children

I have bled

Raising the future

I have won

A million battles have been fought

Because I was born a girl

Now I walk my own path

Open my own doors

Let the sunshine in

Seizing the only moment that matters

We’ve thrown it all away

Time will not obey

Walking on a tightrope

Change is on its way

Here I stand

In line

Sometime to think

Where is mine

Time passing by

Without a smile

Time passes by

Without rival

Make no mistake

There is another way

No masters, no chains

This gravy train is done

Here I stand 

In line

Sometime to think

Where is mine

A new day dawns

Not to repeat

The chance is now

At your feet

Time passing by 

Without a smile

Time passes by

Without rival

Time passing by

Time passes by

I have no fairytales to tell you

Words spill like blood

Flooding the page from an open wound

There is no hiding why I am

No dream come true

Just the pain that must let go

Is this too much of a burden for you?

I sing to an empty room

The ruin laid bare

This is where the light gets in

Mr Cohen once said

It is in the cracks

The broken aching to be fixed

It came in a dream

I lay it all down

No escape, just release

In the quiet of the night

Thoughts scatter

Forming shadows

Dancing on the walls

The ruin laid bare

This is where the light gets in

Mr Cohen once said

It is in the cracks

I sit notebook by my side

Ready to receive my consolation prize

The exquisite torture keeps me awake

Alive

There is no other place I’d rather be

Waking with poetry on my lips

No past to undo

Only the future to unfold

This is where the light gets in

Mr Cohen once said

Wars fought for kings

Shed the blood of the common man

On lands divided by flags

We fall

The never-ending story

Of lives lost for fortunes made

Lay them down to rest

Somewhere the flags don’t fly

Everyone has lost

A peaceful man

Children grow in the wreckage

Mothers cry, wives battle on

This is the story we all once knew

Everybody lost

Lay them down to rest

Somewhere the flags don’t fly

I’ll send you my prayers

And you’ll send me yours

The good deed in disguise

Crosses and flags line the hills

Marked sacrifices

Never made by ink stained hands

Lay them down to rest

Somewhere the flags don’t fly

There was a young boy of sixteen

Not yet a man

Just the son of a man

A sinner like everyone

Still the stone was cast

Shattering their reflection

Lay them down to rest

Somewhere the flags don’t fly

Who signed the order of god

Who took the light

Killed a boy not for what he had done

But for fear of the seed they had sowed

And the drums are beaten on and on

The wars never come to an end

Lay them down to rest

Somewhere the flags don’t fly

Empires strike at the heart of peace

All kingdoms are built for ruin

Living to be buried in a casket of gold

Let us not forget

This story carved in stone

May it lead us to find common ground

Lay them down to rest

Somewhere the flags don’t fly

Everyone has lost

Everybody lost

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