Pretty bird You didn't use a pretty bird To feed a man you led with a word To a brook in the desert I'm looking up I'm searching the sky and I'm looking up For the wings of an eagle or holy dove Would be enough Why do you never choose easy roads It's never fast, it's always slow Why is it narrower the further I go It's my choice to lean my head on hope It's your wings I'm under And you'll be my shelter Hidden and covered From the lightning and the thunder And I've seen and I've heard My days are numbered I'm not forsaken When I'm fed by ravens Pretty bird You don't need a song from a pretty bird You want what I have and it's unrehearsed Even at my worst you listen So I'm looking up Oh, I'm searching the sky and looking up Whatever you bring whenever it comes It will be enough, It's always enough Oh, it's your wings I'm under And you'll be my shelter I'm hidden and covered From the lightning and the thunder I've seen and I've heard My days are numbered I'm not forsaken If I'm fed by ravens I won't despise the things you provide The way that you lead me to the other side I don't regret one second of it You wound to heal it's how you bless I won't despise the things you provide The way that you lead me to the other side I don't regret one second of it You wound to heal it's how you bless I won't despise the things you provide The way that you lead me to the other side I don't regret one second of it Your love heals, it's how you bless How you bless, how you bless It's your wings I'm under And you'll be my shelter I'm hidden and I'm covered From the lightning and the thunder I've seen and I've heard My days are numbered I'm not forsaken If I'm fed by ravens