This is a song by Tina and her Pony, a duo I recently discovered. This song was written when Tina (the guitarist, standing) lost her father. It reminds me of you, and I listen to it in my own time, but usually can’t watch it live at a show. Hope you enjoy!
Lyrics:
Speedy little bird on the winds over the Sea
Going to the hills yeah
Going to the trees to lay your little bones
Your little bird bones
When I feel alone
I long to be free
Long to feel the chill of that cold hard breeze
Against my eyes
My little brown eyes
And I know I’m alive
And all I want is freedom for my soul
Freedom for my soul
Freedom for my soul
When I get old and I can’t see
I hear that band of angels
Coming after me to rest my bones
My little bird bones
Ooh
And I know I’m gonna fly.
To Papa with Love 