Yaelokre - Songs of Origin: My farewells to the fields / Bird cage blue and yellow 𓆱 (Lyrics)

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🐦📖🌾 𓆱 Townlets adorned with memories unvarnished or forged, a mother who sought and she to never recall. Forgotten they were, by word, love, or sin. The Croon made a promise, unknown of what's within. "I will sing you my truth!" voiced the overwrought rabbit, "And so will I!" howled the hircine. The conifers twirled, yet the cervid stayed quiet. Music swung along with the crowd as they riot. Be all ears! The Lark is willed, with Songs of Origin: from huts to cages, from house to hills.

🐶 Song, artwork, and characters by Yaelokre
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🐹 Produced by medyo maybe & Emil Ortega

⭐ Characters featured: "The Lark" - Cole, Clémentine, Perrine, and Kingsley (All go by neutral terms (they/it))

📜 Lyrics

The Lark:
Where the yarrow grows
(Where the yarrow
Where the yarrow
Where the yarrow)
Where the yarrow grows
Find me beneath the grove
Home

Cole:
The hills were left quiet and I am in hiding
They’ve forgotten, they’ve forgotten
I do not want to see
I could hear and that’s enough, the clashing of the hoards
Hoof by hoof, horn by horn
Raging song and an encore
I could barely speak, I could only hum a tune
And with that I am met with a chorus I am soon
Sought and safe behind a wing, my farewells to the fields
To the man made of straws
To my name
To the hills

Clémentine:
Bird cage blue and yellow
Candles warm and windows bare
Tracing upturned smiles of portraits
Drawn to disappear
Flowers never talk, they never want
They never need
In a cradle gilded, they are left
To rot yet never bleed
Eyes of silver, mirror, mirror
Thread on wood and steel
Keep what can be kept
And heave to see which one will kneel
I’ve been told to wait
But why should there be silence
Dawning pretty laces
Weaving capes of gold
And framing muffled faces
I can be different
I can't be puppeted
Garden evergreen
Was what I thought that I would see
Branches meet my steps
Their kisses open up ravines
Fences frozen in a dance
They’ve yet to perform
I leave the house and the Baroness
Buried in before

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Perrine & Kingsley:
Malayang maya, malayo-layo
Malayang maya, malayo-layo
Malayang maya, malayo-layo
Malayang maya, malayo-layo

Cole & Clémentine:
Rödd eins og bjalla
heldur okkur öruggum
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