Chuck Perrin

bird lives
he’s still blowin
hoverin
in the warm gas of tobacco & beer
halfway between pleasure & death
still sending out sheets of sound
he won’t back down
he’ll never land

don’t do what they tell you to
just because everyone else does
hold out
find your own way
do what you feel
fly
be free

chained in
we’re mental prisoners
oh but we’re dreamin
of a world without fear & doubt
where we can live by our instincts in peace
we may be grounded
but we know how to soar
it’s not too late
to elevate

don’t do what they tell you to
just because everyone else does
hold out
find your own way
do what you feel
fly
be free

don’t do it
don’t do it
don’t do it
don’t do it
hold out
fly
be free

bird lives!