A Whispered Word

I was like a dying bird
Flying backwards
Staring up
Quite absurd
I was like a worn-out shoe
Tied upon a line
On high wire
Quite a view
Ooh, but I
Had a moment when the world was all but mine
Ooh, and I
Never though that in that moment we’d align
You were like a whispered word
Long forgotten
Long unheard
But well-rehearsed
Ooh, but I
Had a moment when the world was all but mine
Ooh, and I
Never though that in that moment we’d align
You were like
You were like
A dying bird