| Song | Wild Birds |
| Artist | Halie Loren |
| Album | From the Wild Sky |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Halie Loren Smith |
| [00:01.000] | 作词 : Halie Loren Smith |
| [00:09.000] | In a world before maps, holding breadcrumbs of courage, |
| [00:14.000] | we ran into the day — |
| [00:19.000] | trying to catch wild birds with our tiny bare hands |
| [00:24.000] | and an open-door cage. |
| [00:27.000] | Like many adventurers, I soon discovered that fate |
| [00:33.000] | wasn’t always a friend. |
| [00:37.000] | Under swaying trees, gravity conjured the scar on my knee |
| [00:42.000] | and a lesson remembered: |
| [00:43.000] | |
| [00:48.000] | That the wild birds belong to no one. |
| [00:57.000] | And the child learned Nature will humble us all in the end. |
| [01:00.000] | |
| [01:16.000] | We sat on that stone by the ocean for years without fear, |
| [01:22.000] | without thinking at all. |
| [01:25.000] | We cried at the news that it became a burial ground |
| [01:31.000] | when the sea came to call. |
| [01:35.000] | That night, the seagulls were glowing like angels sent down |
| [01:41.000] | to comfort our souls — |
| [01:44.000] | with the moon and two new burning bright stars aglow on the waves |
| [01:49.400] | eternally rolling. |
| [01:50.000] | |
| [01:52.000] | And the wild birds belong to no one. |
| [02:02.000] | And the tide turns forever, finding us all in the end. |
| [02:10.000] | |
| [02:12.000] | Are we the only ones who don’t understand |
| [02:21.000] | we’re but shadows upon an eternal land? |
| [02:30.000] | Are we the only ones who don’t understand |
| [02:40.000] | we’re but shadows upon an eternal land? |
| [02:50.000] | |
| [02:54.000] | Weaving through miles of darkness and canyons, |
| [02:58.000] | in need of just getting lost… |
| [03:03.000] | to find us a place we could patch up our hearts |
| [03:07.000] | where no one would tally the cost. |
| [03:12.000] | Down by a crystalline river, a broken-winged dove |
| [03:17.000] | sat alone on the bank… |
| [03:21.000] | We kept watch until nightfall, but knew it was out of our hands — |
| [03:27.000] | some things we can’t make right. |
| [03:29.000]] | |
| [03:30.000] | And the wild birds belong to no one. |
| [03:39.000] | And the wild birds, they live the language of Letting Go. |
| [03:49.000] | The wild birds belong to no one. |
| [03:58.000] | Oh, the wild birds can show us everything we need to know. |
| [04:00.000] | |
| [04:04.000] | Written by Halie Loren |
| [04:06.000] | © 2017 Jammin’ Salmon Music (ASCAP) |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Halie Loren Smith |
| [00:01.000] | zuò cí : Halie Loren Smith |
| [00:09.000] | In a world before maps, holding breadcrumbs of courage, |
| [00:14.000] | we ran into the day |
| [00:19.000] | trying to catch wild birds with our tiny bare hands |
| [00:24.000] | and an opendoor cage. |
| [00:27.000] | Like many adventurers, I soon discovered that fate |
| [00:33.000] | wasn' t always a friend. |
| [00:37.000] | Under swaying trees, gravity conjured the scar on my knee |
| [00:42.000] | and a lesson remembered: |
| [00:43.000] | |
| [00:48.000] | That the wild birds belong to no one. |
| [00:57.000] | And the child learned Nature will humble us all in the end. |
| [01:00.000] | |
| [01:16.000] | We sat on that stone by the ocean for years without fear, |
| [01:22.000] | without thinking at all. |
| [01:25.000] | We cried at the news that it became a burial ground |
| [01:31.000] | when the sea came to call. |
| [01:35.000] | That night, the seagulls were glowing like angels sent down |
| [01:41.000] | to comfort our souls |
| [01:44.000] | with the moon and two new burning bright stars aglow on the waves |
| [01:49.400] | eternally rolling. |
| [01:50.000] | |
| [01:52.000] | And the wild birds belong to no one. |
| [02:02.000] | And the tide turns forever, finding us all in the end. |
| [02:10.000] | |
| [02:12.000] | Are we the only ones who don' t understand |
| [02:21.000] | we' re but shadows upon an eternal land? |
| [02:30.000] | Are we the only ones who don' t understand |
| [02:40.000] | we' re but shadows upon an eternal land? |
| [02:50.000] | |
| [02:54.000] | Weaving through miles of darkness and canyons, |
| [02:58.000] | in need of just getting lost |
| [03:03.000] | to find us a place we could patch up our hearts |
| [03:07.000] | where no one would tally the cost. |
| [03:12.000] | Down by a crystalline river, a brokenwinged dove |
| [03:17.000] | sat alone on the bank |
| [03:21.000] | We kept watch until nightfall, but knew it was out of our hands |
| [03:27.000] | some things we can' t make right. |
| [03:29.000]] | |
| [03:30.000] | And the wild birds belong to no one. |
| [03:39.000] | And the wild birds, they live the language of Letting Go. |
| [03:49.000] | The wild birds belong to no one. |
| [03:58.000] | Oh, the wild birds can show us everything we need to know. |
| [04:00.000] | |
| [04:04.000] | Written by Halie Loren |
| [04:06.000] | 2017 Jammin' Salmon Music ASCAP |