The Bird from Unnatural XX by Crimulus

Went down to the road
Saw a whistling jay
Guess he heard me groan
And he flew away

Followed a while
Walked at least a mile
Not unusual
But my thoughts were riled

Are there birds on the moon like this one?
May I go there please?

I veered off the road
In a field of hay
Over to my left
Was my whistling jay

So I sang him a song
Bout the laws of gravity
He didn't wait too long
Before he flew away

Can they fly round the sun like this one?
The little tease ...

Can I keep these wings?

Crimulus is a progressive folk rock storyteller from Portland, Oregon. An Appalachian native, he has strong roots in bluegrass and country, expanded on by the pop and rock from his formative teens and twenties. He delivers powerful, poetic, and insightful lyrics with his unique, deceptively powerful voice and catchy melodies, captivating audiences with his wit and authenticity.

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