Ten Thousand Birds - The Sea The Sea

It was the sound

A gentle thunder

Ten thousand birds

In the front yard

Altogether

All at once

Taking wing to lift the silence

That one moves

Moves the other

It was the sound

A gentle

Thunder

It was the sight

Edges blurred

You, me

Mother, father

Friend, lover

Stranger, foe

That one moves

Moves the other

It was the sight

Edges blurred

It was the thought

Taking wing

Moves the other

You, me

It was the sight

It was the sound

That one moves altogether

A gentle thunder

Edges b l u r r e d

All at once

T e n t h o u s a n d birds