Under a sunken sky
Five coal eyed birds
Huddle in the sallow weeds
Cackling at me
And it's times like these
I hang my head
And wonder why I never try to fight for myself
What a grim and gloomy scene
Just you, the wind, the dying wheat
Friendless, dreaming
You wonder if you're incomplete
A husk without a grain of seed
And that's what they see
If they wanna laugh well now
Let them try to do it after
We take to the skies
Loom above them like a grey cloud
Talons quicker than a greyhound
Hear their hearts run
Out of all the things
I've seen and done
In the back of my worried mind
I've never tried one
Maybe this time I could make them see
They've probably never met a threat as empty as me
If they wanna laugh well now
Can they do it while they beg me
To spare their souls
Funny how they keep singing
Little empty bodies leaping
To the snap of their bones
La la-la la-la la
La la-la la-la la
La la la la
La la-la la-la la
La la-la la-la la (Ha ha ha-ha ha ha)
La la la la (Ha-ha ha-ha)
Under a sunken sky
Two coal eyed birds
Huddle in the flattened wheat
Staring up at me
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
