By the Window Stair
up by the window stair
the night owl screeches by
out in the opal night
stretching across the sky
up by the old tin roof
i hear the lady call
out in the darkest night
she bids me to fall
up by the paling moon
when the nightly death does spake
out in the cold cold night
the lady comes my soul to take
Copyright © John Allen | Year Posted 2005
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