The Bluebird Belongs

Some say it’s too late
Already cast is the fate
Nothing more you have to trade
They couldn’t be more wrong
For whenever all is fixed
Eventually, all will blink
Whenever going, past the brink
Reality with a song
The tragic fall that never ends
Picking up speed, lines to bend
Letting go, wings to tend
The bluebird belongs
Only change, is ever the same
If you think different, see the game
Ever the bear, knows it’s lame
Seek the hidden bond
That connects, to instinct streams
Lighting up, all your dreams
Nothing is as it seams
Some say, a game of Tron
The tragic fall that never ends
Picking up speed, lines to bend
Letting go, wings to tend
The bluebird belongs
No more change, write your own
Bonsai trees, time has slowed
Harvest all, that you grow
A modern day King Kong
That was caged for too many years
There was nothing, it did fear
Found and lost, was a tear
No more would bang the gong
The tragic fall that never ends
Picking up speed, lines to bend
Letting go, wings to tend
The bluebird belongs