For the Birds

Goodbye, goodbye,
Goodbye to my only home.
Goodbye to every bird
I've ever known.

And we'll glide out above the trees,
Looking out as far as the eye can see
Committing the steeple, the sun, and the sky
To memory.

And we'll know just what to do,
Getting lost in everything bright and blue
We'll fly the day, the night, and find
The morning new.

Goodbye, goodbye,
Goodbye after I'm long gone.
Goodbye to every branch
I've waited on.