Blackbird Sonnets
Emilie Autumn Lyrics

How shall I fly
How can I make progress when I have no means to do so?

When feathers be not mine
When I do not possess the resources needed to make progress?

Though all my wishes
Despite all my aspirations

Skyward do attend
To move upward and onward

How tie my wounded heartstrings safe to thine
How can I align my battered emotions with yours, secure and in unity?

So thou to me, Like sun to moon Descend
So you emulate the sun and let yourself drop like the sun, from your lofty seat onto down to your beloved (me).

Or if thou wilt not bend thy starry frame
But if you are disinclined to relent from your proud bearing

Wishing to keep thy brow o'ercrowned with mist
Preferring to remain sublime and distant

I'll rise
I will lift myself higher

So that thy place shall stay the same
So that you will remain in the same position you are at present.

But will not then depart from heights unkiss'd
But I will not retreat from the heights without having been kissed.

For bargains may be struck And kept with pride
For it is worth that one makes reasonable compromises and becomes content with it.

When lovers from their just demands Ne'er hide
When a couple honestly expresses their desires, they will always trade-off.

My lover's eyes are darker than the moon
My partner has eyes that are as black as the night sky

Or are they brighter?
Perhaps, they are radiant with light

I cannot decide
I simply cannot conclude which way is the truth

His tender voice makes other’s out of tune
The gentleness in his voice sounds more harmonious than others.

And shows me how I cannot them abide
And it reminds me of how much I can't stand to listen other singing

His movements are of more than feline grace
The way he moves is not just graceful, but even more graceful than a feline.

His hands are soft
His hands are gentle and giving

And pale as ivory
and perfectly colored to appeal to me.

And though I’ve rarely seen A stranger face
I have hardly seen anyone more foreign to me.

More perfect looks
Even though there might be someone who looks like the picture of perfection

I should abhor to see
They can’t draw my admiration

For others may be pleasanter in part
Since others may be appealing in some ways

But all my love
Nonetheless, my love

Remains a work of art
like a masterpiece that demonstrates the beauty of love.

How is it That I smile
How can I even smile

When I am sad?
When all along I am pained.

From what resource do I derive this strength?
Where does the courage to carry on come from?

I've lost none But a thing I never had
I never had the thing that I've lost

To keep it Would I go to any length
If only it was mine, I’d do anything to hold onto it.

But distance Is not measured in a heart
The concept of distance is unfathomable in a heart

So I could weep And say that I've been wronged
So, I could only cry and pretend to have been treated unfairly.

And yet, as ever Be so far apart
But still continue to drift apart as always.

From him To whom I swore that I belonged
From the partner who I vowed my soul to.

Alas I blame as though he were untrue
Sadly, I'm in the habit of blaming him like he broke his promise when he never did.

I loved him But, poor fool He never knew
I loved him but he would never have guessed.

If all you love I am As I am quite
I am what you crave.

Then why dost thou not love?
Then why don't you feel head over heels for me?

Dost thou not see A plainly perfect match?
How else would you explain our perfect connection?

If thou art bright Then why When thou dost love Love'st thou not me?
If in your bright wisdom, you see love in me, then what could possibly restrict loving me.

Instead preferring someone Far removed
Yet, looking further and preferring someone far out of normal reach.

From all you claim to most admire?
Someone different from that you claim to appreciate the most?

I would Commit you as a lunatic If proved Thus mad you were my ward For your own good
I should treat you like a lunatic and confine you under my care for your own interest.

And yet I'm making light of my own pain Because I finally love Yet love in vain
In prospect of a gratifying romance, I must put a bright face on my suffering, even though it means that my love is one-sided.