Deeper Down - Nightwish

A crow flew to me

Kept its distance

Such a proud creation

I saw its soul, envied its pride

But needed nothing it had

An owl came to me

Old and wise

Pierced right through my youth

I learned its ways, envied its sense

But needed nothing it had

A dove came to me

Had no fear

It rested on my arm

I touched its calm, envied its love

But needed nothing it had

A swan of white she came to me

The lake mirrored her beauty sweet

I kissed her neck, adored her grace

But needed nothing she could deal