Jul 19, 2009 13:59
Song of a thousand Lyres
Open your eyes
What do you see?
The blue bird flying
High and free
However sweet
Your song is fleet
And its message
Is so very bleak
Short or bleak
And often lacking
Still you sing with
The voice
Of a thousand lyres
Soaring on wings
That never tire
You sing the song
of a thousand lyres
sweet and slow
sad and mourning
forever more you’ll sing
with a voice
of a thousand lyres
going on and on
Song of a Thousand Lyres