Marty Mourning Dove

© 2016 Mark Cote

Marty mourning dove sits on a stump
wondering where on Earth he was coming from
he couldn't the price was too high
all that's left are the dreams in his eyes

the sunrise looks pretty he's telling me
lit up by the tomorrow he hasn't seen
I can see the watery hope in his eyes
under the empty moonlight is only when he cries

(chorus) Marty just sings
                  sing Marty sing
                  if he could just fly up away
                  where would he go
                  he will never know
                  so Marty mourns the sun
                  and he mourns the moon...

tired wings reach for broken sky
but do we ever really know how high
the blue will go 'til it fades away
into your dreams some will say

(chorus)