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.