Falling....

FALLING.... Many times I wonder, many times I think What if weren't people but rather birds of green What would really happen when hurt comes into play Would we burn our feathers and turn in birds of gray? From being green and proud From being free in flight From singing songs of happy Would drop with all its might And distance to the ground seems long and full of pain That's when the feathers burning and turn birds into gray If we had only known the dangers of this life Predictions of the future, all obstacles of flight The sun that's burning feathers The wind that throws off course The rocks that people throw Don't ever feel or show a sign of some remorse A long drop to the ground the bird is taking now With no hopes for happiness, no hopes for life The trees, the sun, the people are now all in gray But wait ...The bird of purple meets you in dismay And you begin to wonder just maybe for a day You can try the purple and put the gray away The purple bird is singing and cheering you on It shows rainbow colors and tells you to move on Forget the pains, the burning Forget the color gray Forget and start forgiving And let the colors stay... When moving through the motions of grayness in our lives Try to look for purple bird that might be out of sight Just keep the heart wide open And let the colors in Remember life's true formula -- The beauty is within.....