Night Quill

[Intro] With so much wonder in the breeze, quill in my grasp, I got my visions on parchment, painting my fancies at twilight. [Verse 1] Now, hear, I weave strange tales in dreams' soft embrace, Silence forsaken when whispers weave through the ether, Curvèd the arc, bold the brush, high 'cross the celestial vault, And now they consort with beasts of fable and air, Extinguish the torches, seal up thy dread, But speak we softly, for dreams hover near, Approach, draw nigh, a pace or twain, And let unfold tales most wild and fantastique, For when I dream, the heavens I command. [Chorus] With so much hue upon my palette and my gaze upon the spheres, I craft my visions turning vivid, I'm daubing through the night. [Verse 2] Mark well, shadows claim kinship with my soul, Mute and mingled well into the darkling tales. Softly, as I sketch with tools at my side, Marvels breathe and stir the air. Mystic and bold, the stars my watchful guides, 'Tis time they align, the cosmic dance set right. Who heeds the murmurings of the dark, When debates of owls take flight by my side? Now must they gaze, Upon the cosmos I unfold, Hear the soft hums in the night's embrace, *howling wind* [SOLO] Night Quill! [OUTRO]