Can you take
these tears
from my eyes?

Gather up
the whys
and cart them all away?

Would you be judge?
Just a little nudge,
and then...

See,
what you could have been?

Make me a sparrow.
Just a little one.

I could start to fly,
and feel that sky begin.
This time, real time.

Days gone by,
I just can't cry
a beginning.

What if we all could just...
innocence, and grin,
and fly again?