It’s a thin line, between Town and Bay
It’s a thin line, between Town and Bay

It’s nine o’clock in the morning
and we’re just getting in –
we open up the front door
and a new day begins.
Check the pools, ‘cuz it
rained all night, but they’re okay.
Feed the birds, get the meds out
and plan the day

And then the phone rings – yeah the phone rings and
there’s a “shorebird” on the ground
“got a broken leg
or something, but too big
for me to help.”
So we drive on over, to the western edge of town
where the bottoms and the bay
look the same, cuz there’s water all around

It’s a thin line between Town and Bay
It’s a thin line between Town and Bay

The strongest bird in the world
could be the weakest bird in the world
if the place isn’t right
A Common Loon is the toughest in the sea
but on land, can’t do anything right.
Stuck on the ground just half mile from
everything good that helps her thrive.
So close to home but so far away
If she doesn’t get help, here she’ll die.

We treat her in our hospital and soon
she’s in our pool
She’s looking good and when we try to catch her
she makes us feel like a fool.
Check her blood work, and her body mass
She’s a beauty, sure and strong
We take her the extra mile
to the Bay shore,
when she’s free she sings her song

It’s a thin line between Town and Bay
It’s a thin line between Town and Bay*

 

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*https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thin_Line_Between_Love_and_Hate