'Arctic Ostrich' by Martin Day
Living in the frozen tundra of the north,
The bitter blizzard hits you with a driving force.
Flat head, proud chest, biped, flightless.
Living, living in the cold of the northArctic Ostrich, head in the snow.
Frozen ideas; don't want to know.
Can't see, can't hear, can't smell a rat,
Arctic Ostrich, can't last, last like that.He used to live in Eden long ago,
Fell from the garden, wondered to the ice flow.
A stranger came and paid his passage back home.
His ticket's waiting at the arctic aerodrome.
Can't see, snow blind, Scott free, another time.
Looks like, looks like his plane will leave aloneIf a stranger put a ticket in your hand
That would take you right up to the promised land.
You don't pay, it's a free ride, one way, with a guide.
Would you take it would you understand?
Would you take it would you understand?
Would you take it would you understand?
Would you take it would you understand... understand?© M Day 3-Oct-1984