Gary Miller Songs

"As a song poet there are few in the world today to match him"
Green Man Review, USA

 

Shiny Thing

 

Lyrics

Shiny, shiny, shiny thing

In my beak, upon the wing

Tiny, tiny, world below

Fates erupt in Nature’s glow


Over fields and buildings tall

Lives play out by hearth and hall

Sun rides through the changing sky

It’s not my fate to reason why


It is my destiny to deliver

A token from the Mighty Giver

As I glide my wings a-quiver

Seeking out the bending river


There it is, a silvery line

Turning round, a sure sign

I hear cathedral doom bells ring

I must release the shiny thing


It drops away, I’ve played my part

Now at last I can depart

As destiny lifts my soul away

I call out in my own way…


“Good luck, John Duck!

Good luck, John Duck!

Good luck, John Duck!

Good luck, John Duck!"



(Gary Miller)


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Helen Temperley's first illustration from the project 'The Butcher Baronet'.

 

Notes

 

Currently unreleased