brother thrush

barclay james harvest

brother thrush

how you fly so high

way up in the clouds

the trees resound with open arms for one so rare

brother man just can't compare

when we're sitting on the banks of the sunshine

we hear your song

high above the living

brother gull

see him soar the sky

he's so pleased to be

buoyant and triumphant on the raging sea

backing nature

feeling free

loving nature

rest your head

hear the message

man is dead

see the cities fall

while brother bird still. flies!

brother lark

see him wake the day

see him fly on by

above the streets now empty to his mournful cry

brother man just heaves a sigh

when we're sitting on the banks of the sunshine

we hear your song

high above the living

yes

we hear your song.