Thread: Toxic Hobo

Hey there birdy, why do you seem this way?
You sing with your sweet melody, every single day
The clouds look grey, yet you continue to sing your songs
I keep admiring you from afar
Come down and let me sing with you
Let me watch you fly away

I wish I was in your place
No you don't have a clue, I wish I was you
My shoes feel worn, from all my walking
From all those late nights, my head aches with lack of sleep
I sit here on the streets, and I watch the people pass me by
No I don't want food for I'm not starved
I don't need money, I fend for myself
In this world, I wander the cities
I chose to live this way, no I don't mind at all
And every so often, I stop to press my back to a wall
I lift my head to watch them fly up high
I close my eyes and listen to the lively tunes
This brings a smile to my lips
As I sing to their beautiful lyrics