I watch a bird with a broken wing fly by.
A bird with a broken wing still tries, 
It refuses to die.
It will not wait for what's to come.
Simply spends time on fun.
Does whatever it pleases to,
Knowing not what will happen next.
Yet still it sings with the wind.
Flies, swirls, swoops, and dives.
It still loves, still cries, and still tries.
A bird with a broken wing,
Still refuses to die.