The Bird

Raven
Oh beautiful Raven of mine
You are a black diamond
In a deserted mine
You are a pink rose that smells of future dreams and crystal streams
Innocent to the touch
Soft on the eyes
You are a breath of frankincense
There is only One who could have done it
You are heaven sent
So sorry my love you will cry
But oh go high my Raven
Fly
Fly
Fly