Days of summer your end is in sight
So herald the birds on the wing
Look to the heavens and see how they fly
And hear well the song that they sing
Southwards they're flying, their homes left behind
Unchained by the nests that they've made
They're following the sun as they always have done
Not waiting, not wanting, not afraid
Ask now yourself what your goal is in life
that's holding you tight as a chain
Prisoned by progress, desire and greed
Have you traded your freedom for gain
Trained to be tame from the day you were born
You can still brake away if you try
So fight against drudgery
You're really a man
Awaken and look to the sky
