Sing little songbird, Sing,
You are free from your cage,
Find your voice again,
And share it with the world.
Fly through the dunes,
Fill the air with your song,
They can’t hold you back anymore,
Let go of the dark memories.
The loss you feel now,
Like grief sitting in your heart,
Is the loss of a sister-like friend,
But you must let her go where she will.
You were meant to be free,
To sing what’s in your soul,
The world and it’s people will try to hold you back,
But you mustn’t let it taint your song.