Iona - Bird Of Heaven lyrics

Catch the Bird of Heaven Lock Him in a cage of gold Look again tomorrow And He will be gone Lock Him in religion Gold and frankincense and myrrh Carry to His prison But He will be gone All the things that man has made Cannot hold Him anymore Still the bird is flying as before Temple made of marble Beak and feather made of gold Bell and book and candle Cannot hold Him anymore Still the bird is flying As before