middle of the night
and birds still ring
the sun's gone done
yet still they sing
Midnight Birds, why do you sing?
the world is grey
and nothing can be gay
is it because you love the dark?
tis' not so, says the larch
is it because you love the night?
not so, says the sparrow in flight
Midnight Birds, why do you sing?
the world is misunderstood
and nothing can be good
perhaps you love the silent streets?
no, no, you've got it all wrong
that is not why we sing our song
please tell me why you sing so glad
and into the night that is ever sad
tis' because night does not last
and we know that it will pass
the dawn will come and vanquish night
so we can sing in a glorious light
Midnight Birds, I know why you sing
the world is bliss
and dont want to miss a thing
Tags: Poem