Lyrics:

Brother Thrush, how you fly so highWay up in the cloudsThe trees resound with open armsFor one so rareBrother Man just can't compareWhen we're sitting on the banksof the sunshineWe hear your songHigh above the livingBrother gull, see him soar the skyHe's so pleased to beBuoyant and triumphantOn the raging seaBacking nature, feeling freeLoving nature, rest your headHear the message, man is deadSee the cities fallWhile Brother Bird still.... flies!Brother Lark, see him wake the daySee him fly on byAbove the streets now emptyTo his mournful cryBrother Man just heaves a sighWhen we're sitting on the banksof the sunshineWe hear your songHigh above the livingYes, we hear your song...