First-Time Mother's Joy (Flying)

Everywhere you turn you are surrounded by the sound
Of winter's song
Everything is frozen and only the swans have chosen
To be strong

The sky is all a big commotion, somewhere the birds are all in motion
Yearning to the back
And home where they belong

And the love you once thought, long faded out of view
Was there all along, and right in front of you
An' look at you now yer flying... too

Soon the formant patient roots will show themselves as childish roots
Watered by the tears
Of a first-time mother's joy

Lil' streams of consciousness they tumble over rocks they kiss
Unafraid of who they are
Or what will happen next

And the love you once thought, long faded out of view
Was there all along, and in ways you never knew
An' the birds you once saw, long gone ahead of you
They were there all along and right in front of you
An' look at you now yer flying... too