She is My Songbird

Twilight bears down unto our lives Walks in the elder world can cure the young When one looks up, one tends to surmise That perhaps there shouldn't be so many songs unsung The barrows of lovely wights are cast in grey And a pale sword slices through the misty fray She opens the curtain, cuts away the veil And the dusk is born to die She is my songbird in every sense of the word She is never somber for she sings beyond the chamber Now I need my songbird to hum through the night I wake with my songbird in the gold morning light Leftover moon cringes into the blue A new dawn brings a passionate sun My robin chirps among the morning dew In the foreground of a peach horizon Sound waves ripple, sky begins to curl For she likes to sing in blue and white And I'm in love with the way she sees the world Nothing more to say I know she's right She is my songbird in every sense of the word She is never somber for she sings beyond the chamber Now I need my songbird to hum through the night I wake with my songbird in the gold morning light She is my songbird in every sense of the word She is never somber for she sings beyond the chamber Now I need my songbird to hum through the night I wake with my songbird in the gold morning light