Turn me loose from your hands Let me fly to distant lands Over green fields, trees and mountains Flowers and forest fountains Home along the lanes of the skyway
For this dark and lonely room Projects a shadow cast in gloom And my eyes are mirrors Of the world outside
Thinking of the ways That the wind can turn the tide And these shadows turn From purple into gray
For just a skyline pigeon Dreaming of the open Waiting for the day But he can spread his wings And fly away again
Fly away skyline pigeon fly Towards the things You left so very far behind Fly away skyline pigeon fly
Towards the dreams You left so very far behind
Let me wake up in the morning To the smell of new mown hay To laugh and cry, to live and die In the brightness of my day
I want to hear the pealing bells Of distant churches sing But most of all please free me From this aching metal ring And open out this cage towards the sun
For just this skyline pigeon Dreaming of the open Waiting for the day That he can spread his wings And fly away again
Fly away skyline pigeon fly Towards the things You left so very far behind Fly away skyline pigeon fly Towards the things You left so very, so very far behind