And awakened they
Did past lovers
Of mine like
Hatchlings on some
Far off branch
Chirping and cackling
Their good mornings
It made my
Heart sing like
A harpsichord playing
A light minuet
As I sipped
The champagne of
This glorious morn
And awakened they
Did past lovers
Of mine like
Hatchlings on some
Far off branch
Chirping and cackling
Their good mornings
It made my
Heart sing like
A harpsichord playing
A light minuet
As I sipped
The champagne of
This glorious morn