Thursday, April 12, 2012

Morning Bird by Tret Fure - Music Poetry

Songs are some of the most magnificent poety we have these days.  I just heard this song recently and love the lyrics.  Enjoy!

Morning Bird
By Tret Fure

Huddled deep beneath the blankets
Hunkered down against the cold
No one there to keep her warm
No one there to hold

She's calling out a name at night
Hoping to be heard
Far across the lonely miles
Sings the morning bird

There's a candle lit forever
In the smallest, darkest room
Burning strong against the cross
Against the heady gloom

And a place is set forever
At the table of the soul
You can see it through the window
You can feel it through the cold

When the darkness falls upon you
And the pain is hard to to bear
When the heart is bleeding bitter
And the cold is everywhere

Just bite into the stars at night
And bold into the day
And remember that the moonlight
Is just sunlight anyway

Driving into town one night
Driving to the WOW
She practiced smiling in the dark
She'd forgotten how

And it felt so foreign at the time
But time does move us still
And though it seems impossible
You will's your will to will

Striking out upon the road
Struck down on her own
No one there for company
No one left to phone

She's calling out a name at night
Hoping to be heard
Far across the lonely miles
Sings the morning bird

And remember that the moonlight
Is just sunlight anyway
Far across the lonely miles
Sings the morning bird

From the CD "Back Home" by Tret Fure

5 comments:

Wine and Words said...

What's the name of the artist? What a beautiful lyric Marion! It touches me.

Marion said...

Annie, her name is Tret Fure. Here's her web page which has her music: http://www.tretfure.com/

Kelly said...

I'm not familiar with her. I love that last little bit...

Ben Ditty said...

Did you copy and paste that or write it all out from memory? I have a feeling you'd do the latter ;-)

Marion said...

Ben, I wish I could say I wrote it from memory, but I didn't. Now if it had been a Beatles, Stevie Nicks, Fleetwood Mac, Pearl Jam or Cat Stevens song, it would have been from memory. The old noggin ain't what it used to be. LOL! xo