A robin lit upon my window sill
One warm and clear spring morn
And sang a song so pure and sweet
Of life and love reborn
As I woke to this bright beauty
My heart was nearly torn
By smells of new made flowers
And of grass that's freshly shorn
The trees where filled with blossoms
And bird song sharp and shrill
I left my bed and padded softly
To my window sill
The robin who was singing
Paused a moments lull
I gently closed my window
And crushed it's fuckin' skull