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SONGBIRD
Songbird of the morning You spoke to me in the past Giving me hope when sadness set in A mystery you remained The seasons they have turned You are back to sing again
You wake me each dawn Sing your last note at dusk As fireflies appear you retire
Ensprakled by light I go in for the night With the sun Your love I will hear
You speak to my heart Every spring you return Tlenow you are always there Singing in the woods Gladness is your way You tender song is clear
You are not alone I love you my dear when seasons turn I must go This understand This life it is winged I will sing to you from afar
