Skyline Pigeon (Short Version)

turn me loose from your hands

let me fly to distant lands

over green fields trees and mountains

flowers and forest fountains

home along the lanes of the skyway

for this dark and lonely room

projects a shadow cast in gloom

and my eyes are mirrors

of the world outside

thinking of the way

that the wind can turn the tide

and these shadows turn

from 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