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this was written for a creative project assigned in my race and mixed-race literature english seminar. the premise of the song has to do with the struggle that mixed-race people undergo in their lives, specifically wondering if they'll ever truly find a place for themselves in the world and in doing so learn to "fly" or become comfortable with their identity. the song is based off the book "caucasia" by danzy senna which is an excellent read, i highly recommend it, and written from the protagonist's (birdie) perspective. i hope you enjoy! it's a lil different than past songs.
lyrics
[Chorus/Intro]
My name is Birdie
But I barely know how to fly
I am lost in a place
I don’t know how to describe
[Verses]
It’s like I live between two worlds
There’s nothing in the middle for me
I keep trying to side with one
But it’s so hard to just try and be
Nobody sees me the way that I want them to
My inner perception changes
And I can’t seem to break through
I can’t seem to exist without
Another validating who I am
My face is jumbled
Reflections crumble
Until I feel a damn sham
[Chorus]
My name is Birdie
And I’m trying to learn how to fly
I am here in a place
I don’t know how to describe
[Verse]
I’ve been so many things
And too little of others
I live between planes
Exist between mother and father
[Bridge]
But there’s Cole
She’s my rock
Speaking Elemeno tones
Without a clock
I felt free with her
Like I could be with her
But our time was cut so short
Now I wanna be with her
Yeah, I wanna go see her
I’ve got eyes on me though it’d be the last resort
[Chorus]
My name is Birdie
I need to know myself before I fly
I live in a place
Other’s wouldn’t be able to describe
But I know I’m not alone
I know there’s more than one place to call home
Whether it’s people
Or a place it’s all equal… to me*
[Interlude]
When you don’t have a home
Or a place to call your own
When you don’t have a home
Or a place to call your own
[Chorus/Outro]
My name is Birdie
I’m barely learning to fly
I live in a place
Some other’s might be able to describe
I know I’m not alone
I know there’s more than one place to call home
Whether it’s people
Or a place it’s all equal
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