Blackbird's farewell

Blackbird's farewell

In the early dawn the sky was gray
The blackbird sang, but its voice gave way
to a silence deep, a mournful tune
as the day broke free from the fading moon

Once you soared through the tallest trees
Dancing high in the morning breeze
Now the branches ache, your nest is cold
Your story’s told, but your tale’s grown old

Oh blackbird, where have you flown?
Your wings are still, your song is gone
The wind it weeps, the trees they moan
For the blackbird, forever flown

The memories fade in the twilight sky
A lonely call, a last goodbye
But in the heart of the wood your song will stay
A gentle hum in the light of day

Oh blackbird, where have you flown?
Your wings are still, your song is gone
The wind it weeps, the trees they moan
For the blackbird, forever flown

In the quiet night, the stars will glow
A silent honor, the world will know
that a blackbird’s song, though it ceased to be
lives on in the swish of the old oak tree

Oh blackbird, where have you flown?
Your wings are still, your song is gone
The wind it weeps, the trees they moan
For the blackbird, forever flown

Oh blackbird, where have you flown?
Your wings are still, your song is gone
The wind it weeps, the trees they moan
For the blackbird, forever flown
Forever flown