Gathering No Bird Call
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 fall
She had it all
What's left is there to call
