From the recording Miracles For Beginners
Lyrics
Little rook in the midst of the parliament
They hop and chatter, but everybody knows he’s going to be sent away
Because he’s white, He’s got a red eye
The trees are ringing with the cackles in the twilight
Little rook takes one last look and takes flight – he’s away
Because he’s white, He’s got a red eye
Can you believe that his family cannot be allowed to be together
By the very same tribe that helped the elephant fly
With a beautiful lie and a magic feather?
The dark orb high in the tallest ash tree alone
In the upturned branches – sceptres for a throne
It’s alright
How can it be that a family cannot be allowed to be together
By the very same tribe that helped the elephant fly
With a beautiful lie and a magic feather?