Stormy skies before the barometer rise

a seagull sails a tide in the sky

with a gift of sight both day and night

hip hop blowing as loud as a peace kite

Going to California with diamonds in his eyes

a caged bird flies away from the lies

truth be told and told the truth

freedom lies behind mild eyes

A clearing sky behind old flights

The new days dawn his guiding light

A bird once caged by others lies

sings of a train ride at night

Other's eyes can keep their ties

Deceiving lies while others fly

Travel at night, the stars are bright

A guiding light, the gift of sight