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Alasdair Roberts
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Waxwing
Waxwing, waxwing, what do you bring From the frozen North? Waxwing, waxwing, we've been waiting on you.
I bring the amber that I have gathered On the northern seashore. For the hatchlings I have fathered for thee.
I've been underground where wyverns are bound And where gold and jewels are found, These I hoarded under my barry-brown wing.
We have no need, no need of your amber, Likewise your gold and your jewels-- There is no true beauty in things of no use.
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Waxwing, waxwing, my only asking: Tether the braces so cruel. Keep my young well-feathered and their bellies full.
And waxwing, waxwing, what will you do, When your days of fathering are through, When at last grim Death comes a'knocking on you?
I can do nothing but fly in the wake of my kin. I will soar onward undaunted and die on the wing. I'll die in the canyon of echoes; you'll still hear me sing, And still I will give to you all the things I bring.
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