He is gone into the far lands
I cannot reach him there
I fumble for the words to warn him
Take care, dear friend, take care
I know his spirit runs free
No caged bird, he
Nor would he thrive
On nine to five
In office walls that prison bars would be.
For him the forest sounds
The running brook
The sky as wide as heaven
And stars that watch at night
For him the unexpected turn
That takes a road less travelled by
Where nothing stirs except the breeze
And the bright, wild, untamed birds take flight.
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He is gone into the far lands
I cannot reach him there
I fumble for the words to warn him
Take care, dear friend, take care
I know his spirit runs free
No caged bird, he
Nor would he thrive
On nine to five
In office walls that prison bars would be.
For him the forest sounds
The running brook
The sky as wide as heaven
And stars that watch at night
For him the unexpected turn
That takes a road less travelled by
Where nothing stirs except the breeze
And the bright, wild, untamed birds take flight.