Leave me alone Is all that I say When I have nothing In me to give away A purple martin in her house She hollers at me She says why be inhuman? Why be like me? Like so many robins Like so many doves Like so many lovebirds With so many loves Like so many seagulls Like so many hawks Like so many thrushes And so many cocks Like the songs of the bobwhite Without any words When we are inhuman We're one with the birds And at six in the morning You rise from the pillow Stand steaming above me While I slumber below See I'm one with the blanket Laying fragrant and loose You're one with a whip-poor-will You're one with a goose Like so many robins Like so many doves Like so many lovebirds With so many loves Like the songs of the bobwhite Without any words When we are inhuman We're one with the birds So sing with me And widely spread Your olive wings Embrace my head Fly with me Until we are dead And one with the birds Well a swallow will tell you Without using misleading, heartrending words When we are inhuman We're one with the birds Yes, when we hide our feelings We may as well fly away