5. Blue Jay Says Speak — Lyrics

Blue jay says speak,
pecks sorry off my lips

(Scroll below lyrics to read about the song.)

[Intro]
Crow holds the funeral,
Blue Jay cracks the day—
She names the wound,
He shows the way.
Crow murmurs, “The danger’s past.”
Jay says, “We fly at last.”

[Verse]

He barges mornings like he owns the sun,
Pecks opinions tucked under my rug,
Blue jay Tugs at the edges of my neat
throws his voice like clouds with teeth,
hide the acorn, forget where
…Tree here, tree there
says “drop it, let dirt do its thing
Forest grows when you don’t poke seeds

…That means stop hovering
He bluffs danger; room rearranges,

spine unwinds as his courage exchanges.
He dares me: “voice is spark—
“Trust the dark,
claim your ground; let yourself grow.”

[Pre Chorus]

stop the “sorry,”
interrupt fear,
blue jay says speak,
startle the air.
they don’t like it?
tell ’em cover their ears—

[Chorus x 2]
blue jay says speak,
pecks sorry off my lips—no tricks,
shakes the ache till my grip-latch slips,
blue jay says speak

[Bridge]

Blue jay clicks tongue and says:
You’ve been in your head
There’s a move to make,
you have what it takes
…Don’t fear the leap,
tree’s still there when it’s time to sleep

[chorus]
blue jay says speak,
pecks sorry off my lips—no tricks,
shakes the ache till my grip-latch slips,
blue jay says speak.

[Outro - ]
blue jay fluffs his feathers,
bright and starry,
says: “no more sorry,”
you don’t need to worry.
future can’t grow when you stand on it,
momentum calls,
“your feet must lift.”

Blue jay says speak
Blue jay says speak

About the Song

This song arrives after Heron because timing has already been learned. Hunger has already been admitted. What comes next is risk: letting sound leave the body without apology.

This is the moment where watching turns into motion.

Crow witnesses the wound. Heron waits for alignment. Blue Jay interrupts the silence.

I wrote this song at the point where my nervous system began to realize something quietly radical: the danger has passed. I can let sound leave my body without hovering over every word. I can stop apologizing for existing.

Blue Jay arrived as the part of me that refuses to let fear keep editing my voice.

What Blue Jay Teaches

Blue Jays are not gentle birds. They are loud, clever, territorial, and brave in groups. They imitate predators to test safety. They mob threats to protect the young. They hoard seeds, forget where some are buried, and accidentally plant forests.

That felt like exactly the energy my body needed.

This song is where politeness stops functioning as protection and sound takes up space instead. Blue Jay pecks the word sorry off my lips. He startles the air on purpose.

“Blue Jay says speak” becomes a phrase I need to hear again and again.

The Apology Reflex

The apology reflex in my throat came from survival, not manners.

It shows up as:

• shrinking volume mid-sentence

• editing thoughts while still speaking

• adding “sorry” after truth

• hovering over decisions already made

• explaining myself until the room feels safe

• “forgetting” what I was going to say

Blue Jay interrupts that spell.

He speaks first and lets the forest rearrange itself.

This song is me practicing a new pattern: allowing sound to arrive before fear gets a vote.

Seeds, Hovering, and Trust

Blue Jays plant acorns and walk away. They scream. They fly off. They let dirt do its job. Forests grow because of forgotten seeds.

My hovering looked like:

• checking outcomes repeatedly

• reopening choices that were already made

• bracing for collapse when life felt calm

• waking pain because I didn’t trust ease

Blue Jay keeps saying:
“Drop it. Let dirt do its thing.”
“Future can’t grow when you stand on it.”

This is about trust. About letting life continue without constant supervision.

Somatic Layer — Voice as Release

I wrote this song while my body felt confused.

Life had stabilized. Safety had arrived. Then my back and neck started hurting.

In somatic and mind-body work, this often marks stored vigilance leaving once danger passes. Old fear exits through sensation. Silence releases through sound.

In my FeatherLock language, this is the moment when GRIP loosens and FEATHER activates.

Blue Jay shakes the ache until the grip-latch slips. Voice moves what silence held.

Pain here signals release, not alarm. The body finds a way to speak when the voice has been quiet too long.

Crow & Blue Jay — Witness and Spark

Crow holds the sky. She watches. She remembers. She names what was carried.

Blue Jay is the spark. He interrupts. He speaks. He moves things forward.

Crow says: “The danger has passed. I see all of you.”
Blue Jay says: “Now speak. Plant it. Step back.”

I stand between them learning both survival and release.

A Note for the Curious

While writing this song, I later noticed a pattern that mirrors a current I first encountered through Crowley’s work — the relationship between Nuit and Hadit.

In that language, Nuit represents the vast field that holds experience, while Hadit is the spark that moves within it. Crow carries that sky-like function here: the one who can hold history without collapse. Blue Jay carries the spark — interruption, voice, motion.

I share this as a reference point, not a rulebook. This text is something I return to often, and the song arrived before the connection became clear. Several other songs in BYRDS directly chew on lines from The Book of the Law, but with this one, the Nuit/Hadit similarity revealed itself afterward.

For readers who enjoy digging, The Book of the Law — especially Chapters I and II — is where these principles are first articulated.

Why This Song Sits Where It Does

As track five, Blue Jay comes after Heron because timing has already been learned. The body knows when to move.

Now it learns how to speak.

This marks the shift from internal alignment to external expression. From holding truth to letting it enter air.

What Blue Jay Whispers

You’ve come a long way.
You are allowed to talk now.
You are allowed to be loud.
You are allowed to plant things and walk away.

The seed already knows what to do.

Blue Jay Blessing

May your “sorry” fall before it lands.
May your seeds rest deep in the dirt, untouched and trusted.
May your ache become release instead of alarm.

May Crow keep holding your history without flinching.
May Blue Jay keep tapping your throat and daring you into motion.