A Troubadour's Song

(counterpoint: Timash's Song)
I
n the silence of a morning
Through the quiet dawn-streaked sky
I can hear my lover singing
I can see her fiery eyes
I know that she doth call me on
To seek where'er she be
I'll know her when I find her
For she sings her songs to me.

C
ome singing
Come sighing
Come find me
My love.
Come crying
Come moving
The bright stars
Above.

P
ast the blessed gates of heaven
Through the seething fires of hell
Although I seek my lover
Her music hides her well
But I shall fin'lly find her
Her secrets I will know
When my lover sings her lovesong
What choice have I but go?

B
e y' soldier
Or starman
Or king of
The sky
Y' never
Will find me
As hard as
Y' try.