Aubade

	One last time in the darkness
	Let’s lie still as the night
	And hold a shroud to cloud the growing light
	Morning holds out a finger
	Pale as bone to the sky
	A rake that takes the slumber from our eyes
	Down by the stream there’s a Maple
	See how she sheds her leaves
	Idle they fall to capture and enthral
	And then float away downstream
	In the morning
	Call the sunrise a streetlamp
	Let the moonlight prevail
	Call the brazen lark a nightingale
	Through the veil of deception
	There is one stubborn truth
	The one to which we all must travel to
	Down by the stream there’s a Maple
	See how she sheds her leaves
	Idle they fall to capture and enthral
	And then float away to sea
	In the morning light
	The moon climbs so high
	And fades, fades into a sky of boldest blue
	The lark carries on with a morning song
	So I stand by the water
	Breathing cold morning air
	The leaves descend until the tree stands bare

	One last time in the darkness
	Let' s lie still as the night
	And hold a shroud to cloud the growing light
	Morning holds out a finger
	Pale as bone to the sky
	A rake that takes the slumber from our eyes
	Down by the stream there' s a Maple
	See how she sheds her leaves
	Idle they fall to capture and enthral
	And then float away downstream
	In the morning
	Call the sunrise a streetlamp
	Let the moonlight prevail
	Call the brazen lark a nightingale
	Through the veil of deception
	There is one stubborn truth
	The one to which we all must travel to
	Down by the stream there' s a Maple
	See how she sheds her leaves
	Idle they fall to capture and enthral
	And then float away to sea
	In the morning light
	The moon climbs so high
	And fades, fades into a sky of boldest blue
	The lark carries on with a morning song
	So I stand by the water
	Breathing cold morning air
	The leaves descend until the tree stands bare