I'm watching from my window the curtain coming down

A blue as black as morning, a silence like a sound

That rattles at the cages, that hold my heart and mind

Call my name to wonder just what I hope to find

That bird so high above the fray, what should he mean to me?

His crooked song gone crazy in the swaying arms of trees

That wave to me like the hungry waitin' for the tide

My tipping boat still hopin' I might reach the other side

I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way

Lord, if you love me, keep me, I pray

A little bird is stretching out to the shimmering, shaking blue

Don't know where I'm going, but I know what to do

I don't know the hour that finds me in this room

Dust around my feet and still no sugar in my spoon

But I've only got the taste for something sweet as time

Not bottled on the table, but still hanging on the vine

I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way

Lord, if you love me, keep me, I pray

A little bird is stretching out to the shimmering, shaking blue

I don't know where I'm going, but I know what to do

Don't know where I'm going, but I know what to do

I don't know where I'm going, but I know what to do