A White Bird on an Elephant's Back

From the album "Carried" - Purchase at itunes - / carried
A White bird on an elephant’s back
keeping an eye out for trouble
for so long you have always been saving me
on those nights when the shadows emerge from the rubble
you hear them on the breeze
and sing me to the trees.
There are days when the elephant’s back
feels the weight of the struggle
and black flies fill the skies around me
my thick skin gets unbearably thin
when in trouble
but with your beat of wings
I’m sheltered from those things
Guarded by love I can do anything
but when you’re gone I end of crumbling.
crumbling…
I used to run with the scavengers
howling at night in the summer
our thrill rides under dark skies
kept you away
but when engines roared and rifles cracked I discovered
the thrill was in those things
beneath a pair of wings
Guarded by love I can do anything
But when you’re gone I end of crumbling.
Crumbling…
You are my white bird.