Little birds of the night Aye, they have much to tell Perching there in rows Blinking at me with their serious eyes Recounting of flowers they have seen and loved Of meadows and groves of the distance And pale sands at the foot of the sea And breezes that fly in the leaves. They are vast in experience These little birds that come in the night
Crane Songs
Song Cycle by Matthew Emery (b. 1991)
?. Pale sand at the foot of the sea
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by Stephen Crane (1871 - 1900)
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