Eye recognises each eye
My hands your wings
Pointing our feathers to the sky
Oh Glory on the ground
Your brief bright light
Glory lies on the ground
That secret colour that is just right
Glory lies on the ground
as bright as our eyes shine
glory lies on the ground
all pointing our beaks up into...
Earth vs The Wildhearts- Wildhearts
I'd call it an auditory visitation of my "misspent youth" but, even at the time, was already on the far distant side of "old enuf to know better"
......and afterwards followed up by-