Song Description
When the first hints of change or social upheaval appear, we are often slow to understand. In this song, three birds in succession try to spread the warning.
| Song Length |
2:04 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Folk - Country |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Mood |
Anxious, Troubled |
| Subject |
Change, General |
Similar Artists |
Bob Dylan, Kansas |
| Language |
English |
Era |
1960 - 1969 |
Lyrics
A sparrow landed out of reach on a tree with swaying limbs
The leaves a flutter soon the song had ceased
And now when I remember him and how the song was sung
It drew a portrait like approaching wind
A muscled hawk came swooping down a shadow in his wake
so low as he, his blazing eyes like fire
The focused gaze, it pierced my soul piercing
and I heard the mounting storm
A distant tumult well beyond my sight
(chorus) I see a boiling cauldron Yet I know what I believe
All that formed my thoughts are in confusion
I hear approaching trouble Yet I could be deceived
Maybe it will pass
The sky grew black with feeling birds then a cackle startled me
On my shoulder lit a brazen crow
The jet black bird turned now to me and spoke just like a man
The wind was high and now I understood
The fire had now touched the kindling wood
(chorus) I see a boiling caldron Yet I know what I believe
All that formed my thoughts are in confusion
Everything I know must now stand the light of day
The winds of God have come and now the old is done
c2002 Dan Cunningham