On the night train from the city to the south
I saw spirits crawl across the river mouth
In skewed ascension with no destination
Like this lone bachelor in me
This constant yearning for great love and learning
For the winds to carry me free
So when the birds fly south
Reach up and hold their tails
Pull up and out of here
Bridle the autumn gales
Down to the burning cliffs, oh
To the unrelenting roll
To marry the untold blisses
And anchor this lost soul
From my window I saw two birds lost at sea
I caught our reflection in that silent tragedy
But with hope prevailing, I draw galleons sailing
In full sail billowing free
So when the birds fly south
Reach up and hold their tails
Pull up and out of here
Bridle the autumn gales
I give you my hand, the fingers unfold
To have and forever hold
To marry the untold blisses
And anchor this lost soul
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