Ross Durand - Little Bird
from Songwriting Cycle #2 by Various Artists
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JoAnn Abbott challenged Ross Durand to write a song that retells a fairy tale. In her words? “Any fairy tale! Serious or funny? Well-known or obscure? Doesn’t matter! Think ‘Into The Woods’ (Stephen Sondheim) or ‘Li’l Red Riding Hood’ (Sam the Sham).
Ross based his song on "The Happy Prince" by Oscar Wilde.
Ross based his song on "The Happy Prince" by Oscar Wilde.
lyrics
Little Bird, I know you've come a long, long way
Little Bird, It's getting cold, here you can stay
Little Bird, so sorry for my tears
But I've been looking at this world too many years
For far too many years
I see a family starvin'
I se their baby crying through the night
But I am cast in bronze with Gilt to give me shimmer
Take the ruby from my hilt to them to make it right
I see soldier dyin'
I see the hope disappear from his eyes
Take the diamond from the ring around my finger
So he can think of his love while he dies
And peel the gold from my body
For the women raising children alone
And pluck the gems from the crown on my brow
What use are they to me standing her alone?
Little Bird, my heart breaks to hear you dyin'
Little Bird, resting there beneath my feet
And I can hear the voices of the Angels
Taking you your maker for to meet
(and they say)
Little Bird, we know you've come a long, long way
Little Bird, It's getting cold, here you can stay
Little Bird, so sorry for our tears
But we've been looking at this world too many years
For far too many years
Little Bird, It's getting cold, here you can stay
Little Bird, so sorry for my tears
But I've been looking at this world too many years
For far too many years
I see a family starvin'
I se their baby crying through the night
But I am cast in bronze with Gilt to give me shimmer
Take the ruby from my hilt to them to make it right
I see soldier dyin'
I see the hope disappear from his eyes
Take the diamond from the ring around my finger
So he can think of his love while he dies
And peel the gold from my body
For the women raising children alone
And pluck the gems from the crown on my brow
What use are they to me standing her alone?
Little Bird, my heart breaks to hear you dyin'
Little Bird, resting there beneath my feet
And I can hear the voices of the Angels
Taking you your maker for to meet
(and they say)
Little Bird, we know you've come a long, long way
Little Bird, It's getting cold, here you can stay
Little Bird, so sorry for our tears
But we've been looking at this world too many years
For far too many years
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Songwriting Cycle #2,
released 09 April 2011
Ross Durand
Ross Durand
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