Rare Bird
I am the rarest of bird. Friendly and forthright—then taciturn. Singing melody I swear I've never heard
Unconsciously chauffeured I'm a rare bird.
You are a rare bird. So am I.
My name is Mike. I'm a songwriter from Los Angeles, CA.
This is a song that I wrote called Rare Bird. I wrote it in first person on purpose, so that if you are ever feeling like you are not special, you may sing. And do sing, because that previous notion simply isn't the case my friend. You are essential! You are on a journey of self-discovery. So am I. This is the prime moment to be the architect of shenanigans, and to have the best time doing it.
Rare Bird words and music by Michael Patrick Vitale
I am the rarest of bird friendly and forthright then taciturn
Singing melody I swear I've never heard Unconsciously chauffeured I'm a rare bird
I'm like action in hand Reaching for something thoughts didn't command
Certifiably absurd Or so I've heard Unconsciously chauffeured I'm a rare bird
We are remarkable brightness of creature Mysterious ways and colorful features Idiots and sages Paradoxical phrases And mazes of every kind
I could be slight-of-hand There was a bird who sang Yet it vanished again
I could roll up my sleeves Or repeat the prestige That just occurred Then again I'm a rare bird
We are remarkable brightness of creature Mysterious ways and colorful features Idiots and sages Paradoxical phrases And mazes of every kind
I am the rarest of bird friendly and forthright then taciturn
Singing melody I swear I've never heard Unconsciously chauffeured I'm a rare bird I'm a rare bird I'm a rare bird