carry me on your beak again.....

peace, what is this?
that's what they call it
when we're together
hanging in a tree
i saw you flee
gliding so high
aiming upright.


soaring the sky
i heard you sigh
had nothing to hide
from your partner in time.
my sun is about to rest,
my night is whispering hello
the darkness is coming
I'm afraid it'll have me shivering

the night has passed
cant make it back
got nothing to do
but to lie down my back
holding my tears
covering my ears
closing my eyes

cant stand to see us
departing eyes to eyes
wanna hold back the tears
while you're going away
do wanna hear your sobs
as you part with your lovely graceful glides

even in my death
here i will be to wait
lying so lame
waiting for your time
i know in future lies
the hope to put back in tie

the noise will end
the crowd will settle then
those wary eyes will be cover with bright smiles
those tears will be dry with giggles
the sun will rise again
the sky will turn to pink preparing to shelter the valley
the green grass will be covered with sheep's on peace
the fishes will then join the cooling sea breezes
swimming with the unending waves

the birds will fly in freedom
and you my beloved darling,
will carry me on your beak again.