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Skyline Pigeon

Turn me loose from your hands,
Let me fly to distant lands,
Over green fields, trees and mountains,
Flowers and forest fountains,
Home along the lanes of the skyway.
For this dark and lonely room
Projects a shadow cast in gloom,
And my eyes are mirrors of the world outside,
Thinking of the way that the wind can turn the tide,
And these shadows turn from purple into grey.

Chorus

For just a skyline pigeon, dreaming of the open,
Waiting for the day he can spread his wings,
And fly away again.
Fly away, skyline pigeon, fly,
Towards the dreams you’ve left
so very far behind.
Fly away, skyline pigeon, fly,
Towards the dreams you’ve left
so very far behind.

Just let me wake up in the morning
To the smell of new-mown hay,
To laugh and cry, to live and die,
In the brightness of the day,
I want to hear the pealing bells
of distant churches sing,
But most of all please free me
from this aching metal ring,
And open out this cage towards the sun.

(Chorus)