Aubade Lyrics
| Song | Aubade |
| Artist | The Gentle Good |
| Album | Tethered for the Storm |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| One last time in the darkness | |
| Let’s lie still as the night | |
| And hold a shroud to cloud the growing light | |
| Morning holds out a finger | |
| Pale as bone to the sky | |
| A rake that takes the slumber from our eyes | |
| Down by the stream there’s a Maple | |
| See how she sheds her leaves | |
| Idle they fall to capture and enthral | |
| And then float away downstream | |
| In the morning | |
| Call the sunrise a streetlamp | |
| Let the moonlight prevail | |
| Call the brazen lark a nightingale | |
| Through the veil of deception | |
| There is one stubborn truth | |
| The one to which we all must travel to | |
| Down by the stream there’s a Maple | |
| See how she sheds her leaves | |
| Idle they fall to capture and enthral | |
| And then float away to sea | |
| In the morning light | |
| The moon climbs so high | |
| And fades, fades into a sky of boldest blue | |
| The lark carries on with a morning song | |
| So I stand by the water | |
| Breathing cold morning air | |
| The leaves descend until the tree stands bare |
| One last time in the darkness | |
| Let' s lie still as the night | |
| And hold a shroud to cloud the growing light | |
| Morning holds out a finger | |
| Pale as bone to the sky | |
| A rake that takes the slumber from our eyes | |
| Down by the stream there' s a Maple | |
| See how she sheds her leaves | |
| Idle they fall to capture and enthral | |
| And then float away downstream | |
| In the morning | |
| Call the sunrise a streetlamp | |
| Let the moonlight prevail | |
| Call the brazen lark a nightingale | |
| Through the veil of deception | |
| There is one stubborn truth | |
| The one to which we all must travel to | |
| Down by the stream there' s a Maple | |
| See how she sheds her leaves | |
| Idle they fall to capture and enthral | |
| And then float away to sea | |
| In the morning light | |
| The moon climbs so high | |
| And fades, fades into a sky of boldest blue | |
| The lark carries on with a morning song | |
| So I stand by the water | |
| Breathing cold morning air | |
| The leaves descend until the tree stands bare |
| One last time in the darkness | |
| Let' s lie still as the night | |
| And hold a shroud to cloud the growing light | |
| Morning holds out a finger | |
| Pale as bone to the sky | |
| A rake that takes the slumber from our eyes | |
| Down by the stream there' s a Maple | |
| See how she sheds her leaves | |
| Idle they fall to capture and enthral | |
| And then float away downstream | |
| In the morning | |
| Call the sunrise a streetlamp | |
| Let the moonlight prevail | |
| Call the brazen lark a nightingale | |
| Through the veil of deception | |
| There is one stubborn truth | |
| The one to which we all must travel to | |
| Down by the stream there' s a Maple | |
| See how she sheds her leaves | |
| Idle they fall to capture and enthral | |
| And then float away to sea | |
| In the morning light | |
| The moon climbs so high | |
| And fades, fades into a sky of boldest blue | |
| The lark carries on with a morning song | |
| So I stand by the water | |
| Breathing cold morning air | |
| The leaves descend until the tree stands bare |
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