Текст (слова) песни «Requiem (early version)»

Well, i saw a bird today
flying from a bush
and the wind blew it away.
and the black-eyed mother sun

scorched the butterfly at play
velvet veined. i saw it burn.
with a wintry storm-blown sigh,

a silver cloud blew right on by.
and, taking in the morning, i sang
o requiem.
Well, my lady told me, "stay."

i looked aside and walked away
along the strand.

but i didn't say a word,
as the train time-table blurred
close behind the taxi stand.
saw her face in the tear-drop black cab window.
fading into the traffic; watched her go.
and taking in the morning,
heard myself singing
o requiem.
here i go again.
it's the same old story.
Well, i saw a bird today
i looked aside and walked away
along the strand.