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 way that the wind can turn the tide and these shadows turn from purple into grey for just a skyline pigeon dreaming of the open waiting for the day he can spread his wings fly away again fly away skyline pigeon fly towards the dreams you ve left so very far behind fly away skyline pigeon fly towards the dreams you ve left so very far behind just 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 wanna 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 a skyline pigeon dreaming of the open waiting for the day he can spread his wings and fly away again  fly away skyline pigeon fly towards the things you ve left so very far behind fly away skyline pigeon fly towards the things you ve left so very so very far behind