Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird, fly
Blackbird, fly
Into the light of the dark black night
Blackbird, fly
Blackbird, fly
Into the light of the dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Ahh, a beautiful acoustic song from Paul. I love his guitar picking in this song. It is every bit as important as the lyrics. And his voice is so pure. If that makes sense.
I read that the song was initially inspired by hearing a blackbird singing in Rishikesh, India. But it morphed into a social commentary on the Civil Rights movement in the southern United States at the time. That image of a black bird singing because it is free and healing its broken wings is so poignant. Even more so in today’s political climate. This is a very positive song, and I love it.
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