Turn me loose from your hands Let me fly to distant lands Over green trees and mountains Flowers forest fountains Home along the lanes of the skyway
For this dark and lonely room Projects a shadow cast in gloom my eyes are mirrors Of the world Thinking of the way That the wind can turn the tide And these shadows turn From purple into grey
For just Skyline Pigeon Dreaming of the open Waiting the day He can spread his wings And fly away again Fly away skyline pigeon fly Towards the dreams You've left so very far behind
Just me wake up in the To the smell of new mown hay To laugh and cry, to live and die In the brightness of my day
I want to the pealing bells Of churches sing But most of all please free me From this aching metal ring And open out this cage towards the sun