In the
stillness of the silence
In
the darkness of the night
As
the day blooms golden bright
In
the coldest depths of winter
On
the brightest summer day
There
comes the sound of Thrush song
To
lead you not astray
In
the worry of this lifetime
In
the doubts that play their tune
There
comes the sound of Thrush song
Glowing
silver as Hymlume
In
the midst of all the tragedy
In
the middle of all the strife
There
comes the sound of Thrush song
That
promises new life
So
when you cannot find your path
When
in the dark you wander
Wait
to hear the soft Thrush song
From across the Final Waters
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