Fly Away

Fly Away
c Joy Harjo

There is no easy way to turn and walk the other way
Though there are doorways,
And afterwards, there's never words
To say what can't be said

If I were a red bird I'd sing it
Or a blackbird, I'd wing it.
But I'm standing here in yesterday.
Downing back the fears.

There we are in our childhood suits, waving
Back the troubles.
Who's to say what's right, what's wrong?
We take what we can carry.

If I were a red bird I'd sing it
Or a blackbird, I'd wing it
But I'm standing here in yesterday.
Downing back the fears.

We might be born a thousand times each day
That means a thousand ends are blooming.
Fly away and don't look back
We'll keep what's ours to keep

If I were a red bird I'd sing it
Or a blackbird, I'd wing it.
I'm being tempted by some sweet, sweet winds
Beyond laughter, or tears.

Fly away and don't look back
In your pretty red jacket
Fly away, in your shiny black
One day I'll follow

c Joy Harjo, Katcv Publishing (Katcv means big cat in the Mvskoke language)