Beloved J S Kingfisher (Ft. Jacob Collier)

Beloved, at the edge of Spring
A morning cool and blue
And green taken wing

Beloved, the nights are full of fear
And my wandering days
Fast disappear, Beloved
When you are gone

I climb your branches high
And watch with tearful eyes
The stars in your sky

Beloved, I forget I’m you
I forget what’s true
But your morning's cool and blue
Still dawn each day for me

I love so much I see
I know that you are here
With me, Beloved