The Owl - Slapp Happy

When the day has gone

See him waking

From now until the dawn

Time is his

And from the bough he starts his silent glide

From the thicket to the ground

With eyes that see all

And haunted call

Finds palace on a hill

All is still

Wings through an archway, settles on the steps

See the marble in the moonlight

When the sky (has/is) (star?)

Seek your home

And o’er the valley in the misty morn

See his shadow he is gone