Morning Dove
by Julie Byrne
From the album: Not Even Happiness
Track 6 of 9 on Not Even Happiness (2017).
Duration: 2:59
Lyrics for Morning Dove
Sing a call to a morning dove Over the prairie, through the hills I hear it still in the singing of the bread From your lips which splashed my dull house With music I went out walking in the wood By a river which never sleeps All I bare, all I sieve I thought of you so presently I dreamt of the warmest days of love Which knew not sorrow nor betrayal When truth was will in the singing of the gale But when I lay in a verdant field None could stay my rising I went out walking in the wood And the light casts long from the moon And life is short as a breath half-taken I could not wait to tell you truth I have been waiting on you