Lyrics Penned - Birdmask

Penned

You penned upon a pine a pond of prisms and lights
A friend, a fawn a fire afar in schisms and plights
And it’s always there for you
The pages' glaring hue
All her worries they fly
In the stories she will write
You built a hilt for swords of boards for battle in rage
You’re skilled but still the lords of lore will rattle your cage
And it’s always there for you
The paper’s glaring hue
All her worries they fly
In the stories she will write
In the stories she will write
I remember hearing stories you wrote for the blind
An enthralling historic event you left behind
Tales of wine and dining the city that you had left
There, perfect in timing and you wrote
And isn’t this what you need
Scripturient entity
The byzantine elegy
It’s always there for thee (It's always there for you)
It’s always there for thee
It’s always there for thee (The pages' glaring hue)
It’s always there for thee
It’s always there for thee
It’s always there for thee
It’s always there for thee
None of us will ever be as beautiful as elegies
None of us will ever be as beautiful as elegies
It’s always there for thee
It’s always there for thee