Words & Music by Mike Power

This is not a song about birds, not even in the Swingin’ Sixties British sense of the word. This is a song about letting go.

Getting old is the process of letting go but some things are harder to let go of than others, and sometimes they follow you into your dreams.

This is one of those songs you’ve heard about where the writer wakes from a dream with the song in his head. I brought the phrase and melody with me from the dreamworld and went right from the bed to the piano to work it out.

The videos within the video are some of my recent observations…

Let that bird fly away
Find a new kind of inspiration
Don’t keep her in that cage
Not in that cage or any other
Let that bird fly away

She’s brushing back her hair
from eyes that hold another world
of possibilities,
realities and mysteries
Let that bird fly away

Let that bird fly
Let that bird fly
Let that bird fly away

There’s more for you to see
Places that you can’t imagine
There’s more for you to be
There’s more pieces to this puzzle
Let that bird fly away