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