Big White Bird - Kevin Coyne

We are all on a boat

And the boat it floats

Across our dreams that we’re learning

Though we fought and we sought

But we never truly thought

Of all our dreams that have been burning

We sleep then we wake

I look at you, you turn away

With a face so black and full of yearning

So don’t you trap my golden wings

Cause my wings are golden things

Made to fly, made to cry

And made to die for you

You’ve got to live, live your life

Don’t take out pistols and knives

Just live, live your life

And you’ll be learning

You’ve got to live, live your life

Don’t take out pistols and knives

Just live, live your life

And you’ll be learning, learning, learning, learning, learning