Louis Philippe and The Night Mail - The Mighty Owl

Wait till she speads her wings
Dark over dark when no birds will sing
She comes swooping through the aire
Fearless and stark is the mighty owl

Fools thought they knew her tricks
The tale-telling signs and the mimetics
She never looked that good before
Cunning and cruel is the mighty owl

She caught the moon in her feathered lap
Look at it friends, doesn't look so bad
Look at my gift and believe in me
Believe in me

The mighty owl

Written by:
Philippe Auclair

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