Mockingbird

I know a mockingbird isn't a song bird. That's the point of it.

So long mockingbird your song was played to long the words they fell down they’re meaning was never found the sound you made it sweetly kissed the ground.
Mockingbird sing it again you’ll make amends for all your sins that grins in your soul. Your heart is dry at night you cry how could you give up without giving it a try.
Will you keep sending messages to the animals who miss you dearly will you think clearly ever again.
Mockingbird don’t you worry there is no hurry for time is never late your chimes they play so blissfully the bells they ring why won’t you sing mockingbird.
You’ve hungered for more however you were to poor but if you just soar right in the sky you’ll learn to fly bravely high.
Mockingbird your beauty is your song it’s never wrong it’s not to long it is well done Mockingbird please don’t be shy.