I never thought you'd be, so awfully close to me
Until I heard the message that after set me free
That made me want to linger, want to hang around
Better understanding of these different kind of sounds
Back in '42, Bird came to New York and blew, my but he blew...

Come reminesce with me, and think about the Bird
Remember everything he did and all the things you heard
Oh, don't it just amaze ya, gets ya down inside...
To think of how he had to live, then the way he died
Life was so unkind, cause now would have been his time...
Now was his time