The nightsong appeared on the wings of the wind
Singing to me of things that had been
It whispered of hope which I wanted to forget
It told me of false love and how I had bled
I listened but I tried to drown it out
But still it whispered and whispered aloud
I steeled my heart and told it to leave
But cried when it kept singing to me
I screamed in pain when it sang to my soul
I begged and pleaded and told it to go
But the nightsong refused in sincere sweet verse
And looked on kindly as I wept bitter tears
It stopped angry murmurs that wanted to flow
It calmed my fears and made my spirits soar
And then it chuckled with such gentle glee
As I surrendered my heart and all of me
