Stone Goose

Stone Goose

© 2008 Bryce Black

 

Grey goose all alone
standing silent in the snow
all your friends have flown
and bitter winds they blow

[Chorus:
Grey goose, stay loose
You cannot fly, but what’s the use
to cry and to moan
Your wings have turned to stone]

Grey goose bow your head
burrow down and find a bed
the wild sky is too high
now you must sleep or die

[Chorus]

Grey goose cold and deep
dreams may heal you while you sleep
When returning honkers sing
you’ll waken and take wing

[Chorus]