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 follows 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 bird flew and flew still further... 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!"