Birdsong Lyrics - Phillips Anthony

I hear the birds come greet me in my morning, 

They sing the songs of love in tongues of ages past, 

And all the while a vision is unfolding, 

The Moorhen pipes at me, "don't sleep the day away". 

And so with cautious steps I tread 

a measured path through vale and rook, 

and many signs you'd want to take me with you. 

And I go down to the Landing, 

Heron's Flood flows on storm-clothed 

As the harbour lights guide the wanderers home. 

I see the sun come greet me in his dawning, 

He holds the seed of life within his aged hands. 

And, in the sky, a vast procession streaming, 

Royal banners held aloft to mark the halcyon time. 

And so I walk in meads below, 

amongst the springs and weevil-gall, 

in myriad throngs the grass will take me with you. 

And I climb up to the Hawk's Throne, 

Cragshorn lies at Umbrian 

and the marram-slopes span the sapient sky. 

I feel the night come bidding me his greeting, 

He draws a glowing veil upon a sleepy world. 

And in the sky the stars roll through the heavens, 

below, the new-hatched dove stares wondrously above. 

And so to Esma I am come 

to forge a passageway through time 

and all, too soon, you'd come to take me with you. 

And I strike north to the veldt-plains, 

Dorn Ridge melts in snow-gold. 

As the Moorhen 

pipes the pinkery moon. 

Birdsong, so sweetly, hear them calling you 

Birdsong, so sweetly, hark they're calling you.