Wax Wings

The sun on the maples like indelible stain
Happy red pine varmints must be raising cain
And here out west the blazes sketch a violet domain
Maybe the waxwings will come back again
From a lonely burnt out shanty in the morning, I can tell
The fog is lifting off the chaparral
Where the solitary lion and the [?] dwell
Those channel linings cast a haunting smell

Like a winter's freeze or a vernal breeze that blows forevermore
Friends and neighbors always at your door
Just like sandy shorelines that vanish in a storm
They don't come around here anymore

Now the annual migrations are as solid as your word
Too many promises becomes absurd
But my faith may be forever shattered if not burned
Just one more visit from that spectacle bird

Like a winter's freeze or a vernal breeze that blows forevermore
Friends and neighbors always at your door
Just like sandy shorelines that vanish in a storm

They don't come around here anymore
They don't come around here anymore
They don't come around here anymore
They don't come around here anymore

They don't come around here anymore
They don't come around here anymore
They don't come around here anymore