Meadowlark
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When I was a girl, I had a favorite story
Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers wind
Her voice could match the angels in its glory
But she was blind, the lark was blind
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When I was a girl, I had a favorite story
Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers wind
Her voice could match the angels in its glory
But she was blind, the lark was blind
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Features Of This Song
easy listening qualities
demanding vocal performances
acoustic rhythm piano
intricate melodic phrasing
use of a string ensemble
a clear focus on recording studio production
acoustic sonority
major key tonality
melodic songwriting
an emotional female lead vocal performance
a smooth female lead vocal
the subtle use of a horn section
narrative lyrics

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If I stay, I'll grow to curse the dark
Just as far as your vision reaches, fly with me"
She couldn't bear to wound his pride
Oh, just when I thought my heart was finally numb
Set me free, my meadowlark
The gift of sight, he gave her sight
Fly away in the silver morning
If love has come at last it's picked the worst time
A beautiful young man appears before me
Then one day as the lark sang by the water
When I was a girl, I had a favorite story
Fly away, meadowlark
But I won't let tomorrow find me back this way
But she was blind, the lark was blind
And I'll buy you a priceless jewel
And he called to the lark in a voice both rough and tender
"Come along fly with me, my meadowlark
Her voice could match the angels in its glory
And she opened her eyes to the shimmer and the splendor
"Sing for me, my meadowlark
Songwriter: Stephen Schwartz
The god of the sun heard her in his flight
And her singing moved him so, he came and brought her
Singing, "Come, oh won't you come?"
Publisher: GREY DOG MUSIC
And he fed her fruit and nuts from an ivory chalice and he prayed
And cloth of brocade and cruel
My beautiful young man and I
And now I stand here, starry-eyed and stormy
And what can I do if finally for the first time
And I'll love you for life if you will, sing for me"
Past the sea where the dolphins bark
Of the meadowlark who lived where the rivers wind
I know, I leave wounds behind me
Where the walls were burnished bronze and golden braid
He found his meadowlark had died, every time I heard that part I cried
We will dance on the coral beaches
Sing for me of the silver morning
Before my past once again can blind me, fly away
So the sun god flew away and when the king came down that day
So it's off where the days won't bind me
An old king came and took her to his palace
Still I know I've got to go
And we won't wait to say goodbye
Of this beautiful young god, so proud and strong
Fly with me on the silver morning
The one I'm burning for returns the glow
Make a feast of the plums and peaches
But the meadowlark said no for the old king loved her so