Throbbing with pain I lay there Staring at the ceiling I lay there Through the sound of machinery Through the tap of footsteps I lay there I lay there I lay there Waiting as I closed my eyes I waited Something dear this way flies I waited A bird with a feathers as white as snow Eyes as black as worlds unknown I waited  I waited  I waited Overcome with mortal joy I smiled Here in tow a little boy I smiled Though when I when it dawned A new, sweet day The bird it seemed had ceased to stay I smiled I smiled I smiled Yet another flew within my grasp I hoped Though to see my kin was too much an ask I hoped An empty blanket in shaking hands An empty soul with empty plans An empty bottle An empty ladle Empty arms with which to cradle Nothing lasts and nothing stays Nothing fills my empty days From now until I lay in casket I will still see, the snowy bird and the empty basket