Works and Days

[Verse 1]
Please don't sing those sad songs of spring
Sunk deep within the sorrows of sand
The cliff's cold color cracks the wind
Where swallows hide spirits in their wings

[Verse 2]
The cliff holds caves where a boy lies awake
Soft afternoons and the world that dreams make
Painting a promise on the frozen sky
Not old enough yet for works and days

[Verse 3]
Though there's no dread in those warm winter eyes
Somehow his smile betrays his grief
Caught in brief glimpses as the swallow leaves
As lean as thе midwinter's bone

[Verse 4]
Silently now thе boy slowly wakes
As the swallow now finds his home
Far from the rumor's blistering tongue
That forces him choose 'tween works and days

[Verse 5]
And 'twixt the prayer that is heaven sent
Admitting we are nothing ourselves
Who knows if the swallow returning home
Has been in the company of elves?

[Verse 6]
You are alone with the swallow tonight
Balancing on that cliff called love
At once flying towards the phoenix (Dreams) of youth
And towards the Delphi (Realm) of works and days