Phoenix

Here in the still of the night Just right before the sunrise A magic creature is building its final nest It is not meant to be safe It is not meant to be strong For it's not sleep that the creature will use it for Carefully puts each spice and clove and branch That lay before it The funeral pyre is now ready to burn it alive You burn in a fire that spices create The sun itself stops in the sky You rise from the ashes, and then fly away The phoenix just can't ever die As I stand idle and watch I can't believe in my eyes For beauty like this has never been seen before It seems so tired and worn Ready to leave from this place Even the sun stops to listen its final song Carefully puts each spice and clove and branch That lay before it The funeral pyre is now ready to burn it alive You burn in a fire that spices create The sun itself stops in the sky You rise from the ashes, and then fly away The phoenix just can't ever die Carefully puts each spice and clove and branch That lay before it The funeral pyre is now ready to burn it alive You burn in a fire that spices create The sun itself stops in the sky You rise from the ashes, and then fly away The phoenix just can't ever die