Pepper Trail - The Bird Watchman lyrics

No movement in the sky does he not attend No volley of ducks arrowing fast No pa**ing crow, no jay arguing through the trees On the park bench, as others watch the girls, the boys Gauge the ebb and flow of the city's life He sits alone, eyes alert and aloft Responsive to all lives in the air Their numbers, ways, and reasons From whence they rise And where, at last, they fall