Hidden bird

Honoring those who create, fly, and support the stealthy aircraft that help secure peace through strength. _________ Lyrics and production by John Robin. Made with Suno. All rights reserved. _________ I am flying through the sky, But where you can not perceive. I am hidden from your eyes. I send echoes to deceive. Your searchlight is very bright! But my location is unclear. You cannot trust your sight, Am I distant, am I near? Oh, the hidden bird, it flies, it soars at night like a dream, it returns home before sunrise, before the earliest sunbeam. Am I one or am I twenty? Alone or with my friends? When we come, you will find out, Can you imagine how this ends? You think you know my voice, but I sing many different songs, The mockingbird enjoys to make your guesses wrong. Yes, the hidden bird, it flies, it soars at night like a dream, it returns safely home before sunrise, before the earliest sunbeam. Your wall has little windows, they might as well be many doors. Where will we enter, who knows? We are stealthy until we roar. We will fly between your deadly things and do what must be done. We will make our homeland safer Before the morning sun. Oh, the hidden birds, they fly, They soar at night like a dream, Returning safe before sunrise, before the earliest sunbeam.