A Spirited Lament

I’ve eaten all the catbirds and taken their seat
The horses of the king have run away
If there’s a cloud in the sky I don’t know
I’m waving the roses of Romeo
It’s a grand reunion I’m after
This song is a northern thing
The light and dark
Of the dream forest

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