Sparrow

Simon & Garfunkel

 Who will love a little Sparrow?
 Who's traveled far and cries for rest?
 "Not I," said the Oak Tree,
 "I won't share my branches with
  no sparrow's nest,
 And my blanket of leaves won't warm
  her cold hreast."

 Who will love a little Sparrow
 And who will speak a kindly word?
 "Not I," said the Swan,
 "The entire idea is utterly absurd,
 I'd be laughed at and scorned if the
  other Swans heard."

 Who wiIl take pity in his heart,
 And who wiII feed a starving sparrow?
 "Not I," said the Golden Wheat,
 "I would if I could but I cannot I know,
  I need all my grain to prosper and grow."

 Who will love a little Sparrow?
 Will no one write her eulogy?
 "I will," said the Earth,
 "For all I've created returns unto me,
 From dust were ye made and dust ye shall be."