Young Robin
- Greg Brown
I'm a young robin way up hig,
too old for the nest, too
young to die,
watching the jays and the
grackles sail by,
calling me bad names.
I know I could fly if I wanted
to,
I know I could fly if I wanted
to,
I know I could fly if I wanted
to,
I don't want to , right now.
One of my brothers tried too
fast
and his first flight was his
last-
I saw him flopping around
in the grass
and that fat cat saw him too.
Dad sit singing at the top
of the tree.
Mom floats by and says to
me
take your time, just wait
'til you're ready
just watch me for awhile.
Oh, I know you could fly if
you wanted to,
I know you could fly if you
wanted to,
I know you could fly if you
wanted to,
Do you want to, right now?
I'll just ease out where the
tree meets the sky,
and wait for a good breeze
blowing by
and spread my wings and close
my eyes-
Here goes nothing.
I knew I could fly if I wanted
to,
I knew I could fly if I wanted
to,
I knew I could fly if I wanted
to ,
And I want to, I want to,
I want to,
Right now.