Spread My Wings (Metallic-Winged Pigeon)

Spread My Wings (Metallic-Winged Pigeon)

Birds of the same feather, flock together

Compacted in sheltered, overly-protective conditions

This bird wants to spread his wings and fly away from his progenitors,

My parents, they love and protect me, but I want to sing my own rendition,

Of a song they’ve taught me throughout my existence on this Earth, 16 years;

But now that I’m almost grown, I’m just about ready to fly away from the nest

Kiss my mother and sister, hug my father, and let them know I’m departing

To inform them I’m ready for the world, and prepared to fight along with the best,

As appealing as it is to stay in my enclosed capsule, this has been a long time coming

This young bird, this aves, this novice, is ready to step out with the pros

There may be eagles, hawks and falcons circling the skies,

But I’m ready to show them my wings and how the Alaniz song goes,

I’m ready to bob and weave through the bullets that fly by

‘Cause even though there are a slew of predators around

I’m the underdog, the metallic-winged pigeon

I refuse to lose or be intimidated by their bellowing sounds

Of coercion or demoralizing; I won’t let that stop me, I’m more than driven

I’m the metallic winged pigeon and no one will stop my flight or vision

The Alaniz song will leave the history books over-written

And my rendition will be heard by millions