No Bird Call - The Gathering

Once there were beautiful trees

Now there are concrete seas

An eerie calm has befallen the land

Cacophony of wonderful sounds

Is replaced by a symphony of silence

Fading letters of comforting words

She never had time to say goodbye

When there were beautiful trees

She’s been alone

She’s been alone for some time, now

It’s been a while

Quite a while

A miracle has befallen her land

Cacophony of wonderful sounds

Is replaced by silence

She had it all

What’s left is there to call

She had it all

What’s left is there to fall

She had it all

What’s left is there to call

She had it all

What’s left is there to fall