Little Birdy.

I made you take the plunge and you dive, dive dived.

And now it's my turn next so I'll run and hide.

I made you fly and I watched you glide.

Heavy are the chains that keep me locked inside.

I made you sail and you rode the tide.

But I touch the water and I slip and slide.

Bumpy is the road that I must ride.

Frayed are the threads that keep me tied...

I showed you the way, you spread your wings and flew.

My feet are planted on the ground and stuck with glue.

I gave you a canvas and a perfect picture you drew.

I'm painting over cracks, I'm done, I'm screwed.

You traded out the old for something new.

I traded all I have to give to you.

Your fingers touched the sky and you broke through.

We walked on the surface before I fell through.

Blurry are the truths that I once knew...

I made you tall and you stood and fought.

You managed to escape but I got caught.

I said go searching and so you sought.

I'm still searching, I'm lost in thought.

I said play the long game, and the game you brought.

I joined the game, my play was short.

Exhausted are the things that I was taught...

I said find the things that we both lack.

And so you flew away with a holdall packed.

I hear you've arrived. So stay on track.

Keep flying little birdy...

Don't look back.