Snow  Owl  -  The  Mountain  Goats

  You  came  down  from  heaven  to  the  branch  outside  my  window

    Your  feathers  were  the  color  of  snow

    The  dice  were  loaded  against  us  ever  seeing  each  other

    But  one  of  us  had  nowhere  else  to  go

    In  your  eyes  were  all  the  colors  the  rainbow  forgot

    Your  wingspan  was  three  feet  wide  or  better

    With  your  voice  practicing  notes  from  time's  own  beginning

    You  took  apart  the  alphabet  letter  by  letter

  And  here,  where  it  all  stops  for  good

    Where  the  cool  waters  run

    Thought  I  saw  a  mouse  kicking  in  your  beak

  It  was  only  a  skeleton