see the morning light

it breaks the sky to the East

hear the birds above

announcing the light

like rays of love

hear the one who sings

az darkness clouds the Western sky

the one who sounds az though

he's weeping for his long lost lover



he's alone and sad

he betrays the bluest sounds

coming down

over the rooftops, into your dreams

that's just how that bird sings



all the way until

the heat of the nighttime still

at that hour

all of the dreams devour the senses

mothers keep your child

far from home, they will roam

run to trouble first

it iz what they thirst for

to quench their sorrow



he's alone and sad

he betrays the bluest sounds

coming down

over the rooftops, into your dreams

he will sing despite the approaching night

az though you know just what he means

i suppose

that's just how that bird sings . . .