Madrigal - Bob Catley

Senses take flight

On their dulcimer strings

By the flickering light

As the candle is dimmed

Kissed by the breath of a whim

At a peace close to dying

That hides many things

Like the tears in the night

Soothe the eyes but eventually sting

Night scented stocks

Weave their own threnody

Through a tinderless night

Steeped in old melodies

Words carried home by the breeze

Are suspended in time

On this midsummer’s eve

Under tender moonlight

In the temperate forest of dreams

Madrigal homebound on madrigal winds

Madrigal in flight on gossamer wings

All you can wish for is all that it brings

Born to be under the spell of this wonderful thing

Sleep in this storybook’s

Halcyon scene

Hear 'the whispering' speak

Of their timeless esteem

Nightfall has beckoned you here

To a place in a clearing

Where kingfishers sing

Of the crystal clear waters

Alive in this magical spring

Tail on over

Madrigal homebound on madrigal winds

Madrigal in flight on gossamer wings

All you can wish for is all that it brings

Born to be under the spell of this wonderful thing

Madrigal homebound on madrigal winds

Madrigal in flight on gossamer wings

All you can wish for is all that it brings

Born to be under the spell of this wonderful thing

Tail on over

Madrigal homebound on madrigal winds

Madrigal in flight on gossamer wings

All you can wish for is all that it brings

Born to be under the spell of this wonderful thing

Madrigal homebound on madrigal winds

Madrigal in flight on gossamer wings

All you can wish for is all that it brings

Born to be under the spell of this wonderful thing