Fly free little blue bird

Oh chop the wood and feed the fire, so the flames shall never expire. Ever since that faithful day, my loved ones I mustn't stay; for I cannot go on in hopes of returning, as long as this lantern continues burning. Beautiful music can be heard, my only wish is to return to my blue bird.

I do not own over the garden wall or any art shown. Please enjoy my interpretation of wirt, the beast of the unknown.