Songbird

A tiny bird come 
To rest on the stoop 
And through her eyes saw 'long 
The banks of our youth 
So spread her wings 
This vibrant creature 
And flew atop the 
Trees where we were 
Where the swings would swing 
And the songbirds would sing 
Where the leaves were 
Gold and green 
And e'ery color between 
So flowed the river 
Between mossy shoulders 
And all our thoughts were 
Saved growing older 
'Cause the feathers would weigh 
Greater than our words 
And the letters we saved 
Would spell out our new world 
And so this rhythm 
Tarried on through the evening 
And in her gown 
Many suitors would see 
That this lover could 
Never be had 
That no lover could 
Ever be sad 
And it happens one day by 
The brook in the woods 
The first of the rains came 
And slid 'neath your foot 
And the water would fall 
And we'd call out our shame 
As such dreary days are 
A sign of the times 
A sign of our leary hearts 
We would call out her name 
And that tiny bird came 
To rest on the stoop 
Though we begged her stay 
We all knew 
Oh, we begged her to stay yet 
We all 
Knew.