Soon The Birds

Black is the color of your dark, dark soul, And yours is as black as a deep dark hole. Who taught you, baby, to be so cruel? And why's the world got to pay for what's done to you? So long, I'm leaving you, baby, So long, you've been bleeding me, baby

Millions of rivers and pines, Mountains that touch the divine, I found a path that is mine, I'm ready and willing to climb. Tell Mama I learned how to follow my freedom, And Papa I learned how to play for keeps, And God only knows how I'll live to se