A Poet\'s Lyre
Childhood made a Poet's Lyre
Hands embroidered in limbs of dark briar
Bent to the wind's plaintive whistling words
Scattering whispers in your nettled hood
Would they fall to a weathered home
With branches of arms for a laden pillow
And years wrought of withering laurels
Blossoms now on the apple boughs
Stars are near to the shaded arbor
Once a hand could touch
Wherefore the other will search
Childhood made a Poet's Lyre
Heart enfolded in wings of black bird
Could they fly on feathers borne
When lips salute the Hazel's Horn
Or would they crawl through a weathered home
Should lips encumber a mordant moan
Bent to the wind's whistling word
What cloudy guest at this darkened hearth
What cloistered heart to hold the black earth
Once a hand could touch
Wherefore the other will search
A Poet\'s LyreLRC歌词
[01:05.353]Childhood made a Poet's Lyre
[01:12.687]Hands embroidered in limbs of dark briar
[01:19.707]Bent to the wind's plaintive whistling words
[01:26.783]Scattering whispers in your nettled hood
[01:33.908]Would they fall to a weathered home
[01:40.936]With branches of arms for a laden pillow
[01:48.065]And years wrought of withering laurels
[01:55.592]Blossoms now on the apple boughs
[02:02.516]Stars are near to the shaded arbor
[02:09.950]Once a hand could touch
[02:17.178]Wherefore the other will search
[02:22.016]
[03:08.264]Childhood made a Poet's Lyre
[03:15.474]Heart enfolded in wings of black bird
[03:22.907]Could they fly on feathers borne
[03:29.985]When lips salute the Hazel's Horn
[03:37.463]Or would they crawl through a weathered home
[03:44.097]Should lips encumber a mordant moan
[03:51.782]Bent to the wind's whistling word
[03:59.245]What cloudy guest at this darkened hearth
[04:06.928]What cloistered heart to hold the black earth
[04:14.761]Once a hand could touch
[04:22.099]Wherefore the other will search
