Story Behind the Song
I wrote this song at work during some down time. The idea of co-writing a song with a bird was a little crazy, but I later realized that it could be taken symbolically as well. I like to think of this song as the invocation of a muse.
The melodies for the interludes popped into my head one at a time over a number of days, long after the song was written. One of them, the final interplay between the recorder and violin, popped into my head at two a.m. when I couldn't sleep. I jumped out of bed, quickly wrote down what was in mind, and promptly went back to bed.
I hope that if I have children one day, I'll be able to sing this song to them before they go to sleep.
Lyrics
Songbird, sing me a song
The prettiest melody that I’ve ever heard
I’ve got a pencil and paper
If you write the tunefulness I’ll write the words
Make it a song about love
A song about beauty or long ago times
Songbird, sing me a song
You find the motifs and I’ll find the rhymes
Songbird, now we are two
I’ll find a harmony to go with your song
My voice isn’t as lovely
But if you will let me I’ll sing right along
Let’s sing of myths and of legends
Of stories once told by the soft firelight
Songbird, I am not tired
Let’s sing together from morning ‘til night
All of my cares are gone
Now as I learn your song
The workaday world’s far away
Watch as they come and go
Rush around to and fro
Songbird, with you I will stay
Songbird, don’t fly a way
How will I know what to sing when you’ve gone
I wish that I was a songbird
Making up melodies, waking the dawn
I’d sing of clouds on the air
Of things that I’d seen as I floated up there
Songbird, where have you gone?
All I can sing of is stories and legends
Of hopes and of dreams
Of suffering, beauty, faith in the unseen
Of all that I’ll be and all that I was
Of dancing, candlelight, heartbreak and love
Songbird, where is your melody?
I’ve lost your melody
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