Birdsong

A little bird told me you were coming today

with the sun and the rain and oh by the way

I made up a bed, fresh linens instead

feels like a summer is just up ahead

There's tea in the kettle or beer on the brew

our old ruff hewn table, and a picture of you

the cabin sits open, through the windows you'll see

a basket with lavender bread and some brie

I'll be in white linen with braids in my hair

and butter your bread in a world without care

take off your shoes and barefoot let's be

my feet off the ground and you catching me

a breeze kicking in and it's starting to bring

a night that will fall where we won't need a thing

in colors that spill out of cornflower blue

I'll paint it by numbers the lyric of you

Wherever you've been, I just want to know

you'll stick to my ribs so I can let go

our hearts are wild things, behind cages to care

but rattling the ages, there's truth in the dare

bird like the rib, she sits in the center

between heart and a flesh in a cage none can enter

and the cage rattles loudly, for noise she can't hear

but once it is opened her heart song is clear

soar from this place and leave your protection

a chance in the song there is no destination

the risk to not know if your feet will touch ground

but home is the meadow and green when it's found

A little bird told me he's coming today

with the sun and the rain and oh by the way

I'll make up our bed, fresh linens instead

feels like a summer is just up ahead.