To when the gifted hatchlings fly
The seasons have overtaken me
Tis no time to say goodbye
Listen to the thunder
It's clapping
Imploring
From way up high
Bear witness with your presence
To when the gifted hatchlings fly
In the daytime I've built up my aerie
Commenced my hunting in the night
The seasons have overtaken me
Tis no time to say goodbye
Swooped down upon my prey
Snatched them with my talons
When I was spry
Bear witness with your presence
To when the gifted hatchlings fly
Call out to my eaglets
Too late
Alone
I lie
The seasons have overtaken me
Tis no time to say goodbye
And now I sing of my remorse
A regretful lullaby
Tis haunting me
That I did not see
Until the stillness
Came to my eyes
Bear witness with your presence
To when the gifted hatchlings fly
The seasons have overtaken me
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