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Blackbird

Words & Music: Phyl Lobl




Tonight I think of the blackbird love,
That stayed so short in time.
She learnt to fly then found the sky,
And from the ground we watched her climb.

Blackbird, blackbird, spread your wings,
Follow the circling sun,
For Spring is a returning thing,
And love the guiding one.


Bonny was the blackbird love
With eyes so quick to shine.
Fresh of face, so fond of space,
But more of yours than mine.

Blackbird, blackbird, spread your wings,
Follow the circling sun,
For Summer is a learning thing,
And love the guiding one.

Someone has found the blackbird love,
And ruffled up her wings,
Then tried to soothe and stayed to prove
That love is many things.

Blackbird, blackbird, spread your wings,
Follow the circling sun,
For Autumn is a burning thing
But love the guiding one.

The years have claimed the blackbird love
And paled her image grey,
But tears she shed in an Eastern bed,
Have washed the veil away.

Blackbird, blackbird, spread your wings,
Follow the circling sun,
Winter is a yearning thing,
And love the guiding one.

I see the face of blackbird love,
Shining through her sorrow,
I'd like to tell the blackbird love,
There's beauty in tomorrow.

Blackbird, blackbird, spread your wings,
Follow the circling sun,
Spring is a returning thing
And love the guiding one…
 

 

 

 
 
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