Sparrow

When the evening like a sparrow

Folds down under its small wings

All the light bones and the feathers of the day

Only then in that moment

Stop the rushing and just hold me

Lay your hands where it hurts

And we'll leave it that way

Well, I have often dreamt of angels

But I very rarely see them

But I know that they've been there

Because something smells like sky

In the rustle of their presence

It's a lot like your breathing

Sounds a lot like a promise

But I can't say why

I have searched all the wise and the unwise places

I have known the price of passion

And what solitude buys

It was you I was looking for in all those faces

Always you I was hoping for

When I closed my eyes

So I will gather all the feathers

That collect up in the corners

All the risings and the fallings

In the quiet of the day

When you speak, there's a flutter

Of some winged thing stirring

Lay your head on my heart

And we'll leave it that way