Sparrow - Mary Hopkin

On Sunday morning, everyone will leave the house

Dressed for the Sunday service

And through the streets I used to know

They go to meet their friends

And so they take the family seat

Father prays so earnestly, forgetting all around him

When Eleanor sings in the choir, it’s like a lark in summer

The sparrow sings, the sparrow flies

With mighty wings he reaches

As high as any other bird

He shall inherit all the earth

The sparrow sings, the sparrow flies

With mighty wings he reaches

As high as any other bird

He shall inherit all the earth

A wealth of silence will descend upon the town

In colours of the evening

The thought has troubled me before

I know alone I need a song to fill each moment

I had to find it out my way

They couldn’t stop me leaving

As though they knew, but could not say

They let me go believing

The sparrow sings, the sparrow flies

With mighty wings he reaches

As high as any other bird

He shall inherit all the earth

The sparrow sings, the sparrow flies

With mighty wings he reaches

As high as any other bird

He shall inherit all the earth

Through the blue and hazy drift of after two

A saxophone is moaning

I rise and step into the cool night air