there's a black bird
in the cage of my ribs
i can hear his song
all night long
and when he sings
the air it shatters
like a thousand shards of glass
and I will open my body
but I know he will not fly free.
Sorrow, she comes a courtin'
with her pale hands held in mine
and i will lay there
by her side
all night long
and we
we will walk
through this garden
of serpent trees
and i will yet dream
through this night
filled with falling stars
there's a bright bird
in the seat of my skull
and when he sings
he brings the dawn to me
when he sings
the air, it shimmers
like a thousand tongues of fire
and i will,
i will draw him close
and I pray he will not fly away.
Sorrow, she comes a courtin'
with her pale hands held in mine
And I will lay there
by her side
all night long
and we
we will walk
through this garden
of serpent trees
and i will yet dream
through this night
filled with falling stars