Neboj

Like a small bird On the rise from the heather 'Fore you ever heard, it rose off in golden weather So let it all just cave in, our world today And as it grows, I'd lie with you dear And we try, though we know not why it's never to be And we dance undefined like a storm through the sea Wandered from the cold We come home clean and quiet Further from the folk, of growing old on our trials So won't we just pretend it's all past away And as it goes, we'll fly through every tear