Turn me loose from your hands Let me to distant lands Over green fields, trees and mountains Flowers and forest fountains Home along the lanes of the skyway
For dark and lonely room Projects a cast in gloom And my eyes are mirrors Of the world outside Thinking of the That the wind can turn the 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 Fly away skyline pigeon fly Towards the dreams You've so very far behind
Just let me wake up in the morning To smell of new mown hay To laugh and cry, to live and die In the brightness of my day
want to hear the pealing bells Of distant churches sing But of all please free me From this aching metal ring And open out this cage towards the sun