I wrote this and we played it at the Star Club in Hamburg during December 1966 to New Year 1967 and never played it after that.
Then last year I decided to record it and was lucky to get my original bass player Thom Caccetta to put his magic touch to it.


Words and Music by John Cannon
Wrapped in a candy colored mist of my mind
people glow like candles then they soon fade and die.
Clouds pass above me and they leave me behind,
float like a feather in the blue painted sky.
Fly Away Bluebird
Mysteries of the heaven stay beneath their black veil
as stars in the darkness leave a Milky Way trail.
Trees all around me like the boundaries of time,
I hear notes of silver from a gold plated chime.
Fly Away Bluebird
Feeling half imprisoned by the world and its ways
part of me seeks happiness in uncharted bays.
Now I realize that the Bluebird’s my mind
searching a feathered cap I know it will find.
Fly Away Bluebird