Birds of Leaving

A rainfall season of restless vagrancy. A lonely godman
Veiling his dignity. Come leave with me, no fears will be
Weighing us down. Blind above the ground. Caress the
Wind as we begin our velvet flight. Spirits in the night
The burden lingers — how did it come to this. His musing
Wavers, tracing the whispers soaring. Come leave with me
No fears will be weighing us down. Blind above the ground
Caress the wind as we begin our velvet flight. Spirits in
The night. This dire fortune, cast down and left behind. A
Weary laughter belies the twilight in his eyes. Come leave
With me, no fears will be weighing us down. Blind above
The ground. Caress the wind as we begin our velvet flight
Spirits in the night