North For The Winter

Crescent Shield

I who hath wings, to fly to many places 
Can clearly hear migration's call 
Yet I turn away, betray the sky's arrows 
My choice that will let instinct fall 
Fall to the cold 

Cold, from they go to seek warmer pleasures 
They heed autumn's warning 
To south they have fled 
I long for the way, yet I turn around 
And on icy cold wings I head north for the winter 

Dark is the snow under chilling gray moonlight 
Wind strips the down from my wings 
Lonely and scared, as a new hunger finds me 
This may be the last time I sleep 

Hope I can dream 

Dream of a place my friends have all entered 
Warm and alive, to there I could fly 
Yet here I will stay, and still I do wonder 
My choosing, not calling is north for the winter 

I could turn around, leave this vast prison 
Empty the days I have, will be no more 

I stay! Oh why do I stay? 
Away! Please take me away! 
Home is my winter 
The day they find me is the day I won't see! 

Last are the days that I will remember 
Cold and alone, time knows when I'll die 
Same is the sun that pales on this winter, 
Also shines brightly on lands of the warm 

Far from my home