I Am No Hummingbird by Cid Guerrero

The Taste of Honey, by Cido Guerrero (Verse 1) I closed the book, left science on the desk. Everything explained, mysteries undone by light. They say that life is just a line drawn with precision, written in our cells, without our permission.The color of my eyes, the lines that shape my face,The counted time, the cut that goodbye will leave. What nature dictates with iron and fire, No man in this world can alter this game. (Verse 2) But the gears, sometimes, stumble and fail:A mistake in the sketch, a relay out of tune. Frank and Cido, Sam, Simon and Gwen... The lefty is born who flips the guitar around, And Mozart is born, outside of the bound. Life goes on in its wild, roaring storm, Inventing love and desire with no explanation, Nature itself reshapes its own sign:The gaze that seeks the mirror of the same fleshly design.There is no sin; it’s just beauty finding its equal. (Chorus) There is no guilt where there is no choice,No fixing what is born this way.The world weeps for the fear of the leaf,While life blossoms inside of me. (Verse 3) Thinking about the laws of the world, A heavy flapping of wings. Broke my deepest sleep.I looked out my window, Saw what the mind doubts:On the beautiful allamanda flower, A bold black bird. Seeking the subtle kiss,The body of a hummingbird,Tasted the honey it felt.In a trance of rare color.It saw my shock and flew away, Perched on the branch across; Opened its burning chest,And in a song of love, it cried. (Verse 4) I was born different in this world From those who claim to be identical.The vulture seeks the flesh.I seek the rose gardens.What was only a secret, Became my prison.A mistake the world points out,Without any reason.My parents wept over the weight Of having a son like this.The priest preached about hell,Waiting near the end.The doctor charged me a fortune,Seeking a cure for the pain.But none of them knew That my only cure is love.But my heart does not change!It does not change direction!What they call a sin,Is just my truth Screaming inside my heart! (Chorus) There is no guilt where there is no choice, No fixing what is born this way.The world weeps for the fear of the leaf,While life blossoms inside of me. (Bridge - Emotional and Rising) And I saw the tear roll down its dark beak,Just like the tear that runs down me."I am no hummingbird," it told me silently,"I am a vulture, but I want to love the jasmine.My stomach is the work of DNA...But my loneliness is not... Oh, the loneliness!It’s the fault of others who don't know how to embrace me. "(Final Verse - Soft, acoustic guitar only) It flew away to the neighbor's garden,Leaving the doubt trapped in my eyes.How much lighter our path would be,If we could just be and love?Without hiding the feast, without explaining...After all, no one is to blame For whatever nature decides to give us. (Outro) I saw the tear on your dark beak,So identical to the one running down me.In silence, speak: I am no hummingbird.I am a vulture, but I was born to love the jasmine. My flesh is pure coincidence,But this loneliness I carry, no... Loneliness is the weight and neglect Of those who deny me an embrace and a heart. (Chorus) There is no guilt where there is no choice,No fixing what is born this way.The world weeps for the fear of the leaf,While life blossoms inside of me.