Birdbeat Serenade

(tweet-tweet-tweet) Early morning, rising slow

Up among the leaves where the breezes blow (pip-pip)

Feet off the ground,

feathers in the sky

We learn to fly

Singing like a bird up in the canopy (chirp-chirp-tweet)

Every little note

is a melody (trilllll)

Floating on a thermal,

drifting high

Looking at the world as it passes by (pip-pip-tweet)

Singing like a bird up in the canopy (chirp-chirp-tweet)

Every little note

is a melody (trilllll) (tweet-tweet-tweet)