The Song Diner is a collective of composers writing songs for the film, advertising and music industries.
Our writers range from the classically trained to the
verse 1
Little bird sings to me
I’m humbled by your call.
Little bird so bitter sweet
from your lofty bow in a festive tree
bearing fruit for all to see.
Little bird it’s been a while
since I’ve heard your voice.
Little bird now you’ve flown away
you’ve left me with no choice.
bridge
I’ll sing for myself, I’ll sing by myself,
I’ll sing for myself little bird, little bird.
chorus
A wizened old owl, a peacock too proud
presents from the dove of peace.
A swan takes a dive, a phoenix shall rise
caged until this hurt’s released.
verse 2
Little bird please explain
why someone clipped my wings.
Little bird is it clarity
that only silence brings?
Bridge
I’ll sing by myself, I’ll sing by myself,
I’ll sing by myself little bird, little bird.
chorus
