Jeremy the Blackbird

Jeremy was a blackbird
born to peck, steal and fly
he was hatched in a nest
just like all the rest
under a pale autumn sky

Jeremy was a blackbird
but he didn't feel like one
his brothers, they grew
and they flopped, fell and flew
but Jeremy wanted to run

Jeremy was a blackbird
and he wished it wasn't so
so he sat and he dreamed
and he grinned and he beamed
and imagined how fast he could go

Jeremy was a blackbird
but he didn't want to be
so he decided to act
he upped and he packed
and he climbed, not flew, down the tree

Jeremy was a blackbird
and he found himself quite scared
this was new to him
and where to begin?
his life as a bird out of air

Jeremy was a blackbird
he looked up to his old home
he thought "that's just a tree
not a home, not for me"
but he felt, he'd admit, quite alone

Jeremy was a blackbird
and he turned out to face his world
he knew he could make it
he'd lie and he'd fake it
until this great oyster showed him it's pearl

Jeremy was a blackbird
and you might have seen him 'round
his sisters might fly
they might swim the sky
but Jeremy lives on the ground.