Vivid colours and just like others, yet no songs of it's kind

The songless bird, flying without distinct destination

Just looking for something... I want to sing!

A cry of frustration - that's no song, yet it's all, I'm afraid

Carry on! You'll find it someday - the endless inspiration

Fly higher, follow your kind, they say. It's not what I want!

A tearless tragedy - That's what you want?

Aye, if it be so, then yes. But I'll fly further

From the dawn of your time you have flied but never sung

Follow us while you can. The dusk draws nearer every day

What if it befalls on us and you still can't sing?

Then I'll fly by night! the stubborn one cried and flied on

You'll just get lost! Come back you fool! It hurts us to see you grieve

But the songless flew and flew still further...

Vivid colours and just like others, yet no songs of it's kind

The songless bird, still flying without destination

Just looking for something... I want to sing!