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:
What's the name of the artist? What a beautiful lyric Marion! It touches me.
Annie, her name is Tret Fure. Here's her web page which has her music: http://www.tretfure.com/
I'm not familiar with her. I love that last little bit...
Did you copy and paste that or write it all out from memory? I have a feeling you'd do the latter ;-)
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
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