Morning Birds

Forty-six years old and I'm feeling all alone

Though I'm surrounded by good people all the time

I run like I'm on fire, though my knees are getting tired

And my body keeps reminding me to slow

I preach what's on my mind, in my heart, and my dream time

But don't be fooled, not pretending I know

Life keeps rolling by and all we can do is try

And send out love, even when it hits a stone

Close my eyes and see

Face is staring back at me

Your smiles make me vulnerable

Make me feel weak at the knees

And if I was a tree

You'd be the gentle breeze

And we'd sway with the morning birds

Watch the sun rise in the east

Completely free

Phoenix, Arizona, the pavement is on fire

And a man just died before my eyes

The meth has taken hold of so many poor young souls

And they're buzzing around these streets like flies

In each city that we roll, seems to be the way things go

Kinda like a spectacle for traveling eyes

Old woman in a tent spreading jam on a piece of bread

Living amongst it, just somehow left behind

And I close my eyes and see

Your face is staring back at me

And your smiles make me vulnerable

Make me feel weak at the knees

And if I was a tree

You'd be the gentle breeze

And we'd sway with the morning birds

Watch the sun rise in the east

Completely free

Inside, I'm still a boy, still fumbling the ball

Still reaching for the safest place I know

Overwhelmed by all the pain I see in the world today

Making sense of nonsense every day

When I hold those little hands, makes me feel like I'm a man

Makes me vulnerable and fragile all the same

Departure from my grief, that little place where I feel free

My little island, oasis in the sea

And I close my eyes and see

Face is staring back at me

And your smiles make me vulnerable

Make me feel weak at the knees

And if I was a tree

Then you'd be the gentle breeze

And we'd sway with the morning birds

Watch the sun rise in the east

Completely free