Vivid colours and just like others, yet no songs of it's kind  The songless bird, flying without distinct destination  Just looking for something... I want to sing!  A cry of frustration - that's no song, yet it's all, I'm afraid  Carry on! You'll find it someday - the endless inspiration  Fly higher, follow your kind, they say. It's not what I want!  A tearless tragedy - That's what you want?  Aye, if it be so, then yes. But I'll fly further  From the dawn of your time you have flied but never sung  Follow us while you can. The dusk draws nearer every day  What if it befalls on us and you still can't sing?  Then I'll fly by night! the stubborn one cried and flied on  You'll just get lost! Come back you fool! It hurts us to see you grieve  But the songless flew and flew still further...  Vivid colours and just like others, yet no songs of it's kind  The songless bird, still flying without destination  Just looking for something... I want to sing!