[Verse] Tiny wings they cut the air sharp and clear Brown feathers blazing fast no fear Eyes that burn like a wildfire’s glow This is the spirit of the Spearow [Verse 2] Territorial in the grassy plains Temperamental when it stakes its claim From the forests deep to the sky’s embrace Spearow thrives in its untamed space [Chorus] Pecking at the world with a fearless cry A flock of echoes soaring through the sky Raging hearts with the strength to attack Spearow’s fire you can’t hold back [Verse 3] Through the grasslands it hunts its feast Insects trembling as the chase’s released A flash of feathers then it’s gone Life’s a battle Spearow’s song [Bridge] In the quiet they gather tight A storm of wings ready to ignite One signal they all take flight Together they own the endless sky [Chorus] Pecking at the world with a fearless cry A flock of echoes soaring through the sky Raging hearts with the strength to attack Spearow’s fire you can’t hold back
