migration from migration by morgan heringer

watch the birds fly in formation coming back to you
lets migrate in formation like the birds do

you said you dreamed of breaking bones and holding me
you held my hand when we walked in the dark down the road
will you stay with me till the morning comes
cuz i dont wanna be alone any longer

we sat in the bathtub with all our clothes on
we climbed to the rooftop to watch the sky turning light
and you stayed with me till the morning came
you didnt wanna be alone any longer

and when we walked through the woods
the birds sang a song that we knew
i made a map of your face
i keep tucked away in a drawer
you taught me all i need to know about
the geography of bodies
and how to bury things
that are best kept unfound

and though youre gone
i will keep singing all these songs
ill watch the sky
searching for the signs of flight

• Folk
• acoustic
• alternative
• antifolk
• vocal
• Fair Oaks