Stand Firm by Rose

4.B.3 Rose – Stand Firm (c)1997.

Fly high, little bird, fly high
Don’t come down to earth or you will die
The fields are all concrete, the trees have all gone
Fly high, little bird, fly high.

Swim deep, little fish, swim deep
The waves are of oil, the beaches of tar
Swim deep, little fish, swim deep

But what about the little child that cannot swim or fly
What can they do, must they only …
Shout loud, little child, shout loud,
Dont let them continue, you’re right as you dig tunnels

Stand firm, you who love Her, stand firm,
Open all eyes may learn that the trees are our future

Stand firm, the tide is turning, stand firm.

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