Caught In A Storm

I left my home
Flew the nest
For the promise of
A better place
I tamed my heart
Grew strong my wings
Taught myself
Of better things

I am a bird caught in a storm
Fighting with the wind

The early bird
Gets no rest
Striving for
His daily bread
My feathers fall
The color blue
The rising sun
Dries the morning due

I am a bird caught in a storm
Fighting with the wind

My love is strong
My sorrow deep
Anger is
The line between
My weary mind
And heart do hurt
While I sing my song
Without words

I am a bird caught in a storm
Fighting with the wind

Video and Laughter by Charlotte Blom

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