Nick Drake. Bird Flew By. Zeneszám

Bird flew by
And wondered, wondered why
She was wise
And ought to stay up in the sky

From the air she could wonder
For the reason
What's the point of a year
Or a season?

Your life flies away
As the night turns to day
If you start once to think
Your hair will soon turn grey

But one would like to wonder
For the reason
What's the point of a year
Or a season?

The list of fallen stars
He crumbled, broken hearts
Comes from a need
To play so many parts

But one would like to wonder
For the reason
What's the point of a year
Or a season?

The wind and the rain
Shook hands again
Untouched by the world
They managed to stay sane

They were able to wonder
For the reason
What's the point of a year
Or a season?

Bird flew by
And wondered, wondered why
She was wise
And ought to stay up in the sky

From the air she could wonder
For the reason
What's the point of a year
Or a season?