Brother Thrush, how you fly so high Way up in the clouds The trees resound with open arms For one so rare Brother Man just can't compare
When we're sitting on the banks of the sunshine We hear your song High above the living
Brother gull, see him soar the sky He's so pleased to be Buoyant and triumphant On the raging sea Backing nature, feeling free
Loving nature, rest your head Hear the message, man is dead See the cities fall While Brother Bird still.... flies!
Brother Lark, see him wake the day See him fly on by Above the streets now empty To his mournful cry Brother Man just heaves a sigh
When we're sitting on the banks of the sunshine We hear your song High above the living Yes, we hear your song...
Writer/s: JOHN LEES, LES HOLROYD, MELVYN PRITCHARD, STUART J WOLSTENHOLME
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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The third verse of "Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm" by Crash Test Dummies ("they shook and lurched all over the church floor...") was inspired by girl whose parents would speak in tongues at their Pentecostal service.