As they are looking up to eternity
They are beckoning peacefully
"Come live like us and you'll be free"
Little birds are flying majestically
Above the wind's pure canopy
Whistling out they signal out to me
."There's more to life you will see."
Little birds nestled up in their tree
Enjoying their shade and security
Gently whisperng to console me:
"Things become clearer you will see"