Songbird

I dwell in the Songhouse

And song is my breath

I will sing my life long

And in shrouds made of song

I will sleep at my death

I was born to be Songbird

And my song will be love

And the music will rise

Through the depths of the skies

To the planets above

I was bought in the market

For silver and song

And I grew in the Songhouse

To be noble and strong

And the song grew within me

And my voice soon took wing

Now the love cradles 'round me

With each note I sing

As the Emperor's Songbird

I was trained from the start

From the very first teacher

Who opened my heart

To the people who heard me

In the palace each day

I have given my music

And my spirit away

I am old now and silent

And my songs are all sung

And the tales of my lifetime

Will not pass my tongue

But the glory still haunts me

And my lessons survive

And the work of the Songbirds

Will continue to thrive