Twilight
- DREAMILY over the roofs
- The cold spring rain is falling,
- Out in the lonely tree
- A bird is calling, calling.
- Slowly over the earth
- The wings of night are falling;
- My heart like the bird in the tree
- Is calling, calling, calling.
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