Robert Forster
One Bird in the Sky
I'm late there's no one I can see
They've gone and left the scene for me
There's little on the bones, just some dust and stones
Nothing no one owns
They carried what they could, they told me what was good
And are gone
I'm here floating in the sky
I judge the moment to arrive
Time to hit the ground, time to walk around
Time to do my thing
Eat only what I eat, breathe only what I breathe
And then leave
Time to walk around, time to hit the ground
Time to do my thing
Eat only what I eat, breathe only what I breathe
Well that's me