Gild the Lily

Sittin' under the cypress tree, I saw a miracle flyin' high

I tuned into the song that she was singin'

The melody was an honest friend and it felt like I was learnin' to fly

But I fear I'll never know the feelin'

It must be nice

It must feel good

To just be heard

And it might sound a bit absurd

I'd sing along with the birds

I'd sing along if I only knew the words

I'd sing along with the birds, if I only knew the words

Starin' into the wishin' well has got you feelin' a particular way

You can't stand to see your own reflection

So toss a penny and close your eyes and try to think of somethin' to say

And don't waste your wishes on perfection

It must be nice

It must feel good

To just be heard

And it might sound a bit absurd

I'd sing along with the birds

I'd sing along if I only knew the words

I'd sing along with the birds, if I only knew the words

I'd master every verse until my spirit learned to burst

Into the mornin' sun

While my heart is on the run

All the wind in the whistlin' world could whip a whisper any given day

Just to see if there was anyone to listen

They say the April rain will fall to resurrect the flowers of May

You can't know who you love until you miss them

It must be nice

It must feel good

To just be heard

And it might sound a bit absurd

I'd sing along with the birds

I'd sing along if I only knew the words

I'd sing along with the birds, if I only knew the words