Barclay James Harvest - Brother Thrush lyrics

Brother Thrush, how you fly so high

Way up in the clouds

The trees resound with open arms

For one so rare

Brother Man just can't compare

When we're sitting on the banks

of the sunshine

We hear your song

High above the living

Brother gull, see him soar the sky

He's so pleased to be

Buoyant and triumphant

On the raging sea

Backing nature, feeling free

Loving nature, rest your head

Hear the message, man is dead

See the cities fall

While Brother Bird still.... flies!

Brother Lark, see him wake the day

See him fly on by

Above the streets now empty

To his mournful cry

Brother Man just heaves a sigh

When we're sitting on the banks

of the sunshine

We hear your song

High above the living

Yes, we hear your song...