with you and the favorable wind to reel your hair Birds transport cheerful message and follow us everywhere A sparrow dances, under the sun, a sparrow dances See them
All these things are true of You And it renews, it renews my mind REPEAT CHORUS I see a crown of thorns And hands with nails right through them I see
full of life, Which were once life itself... The birds under the sky have fallen in the dark, Their wings, deprived of their strength, can't carry them
rounds I?m in between 2 birds like a double down Where I?m from they cock and shoot Like it?s all logical, send a lot of work to them hospitals Dress
Tugboat Now he thinks he's Captain Ahab Facist takes more than pegleg's birds and eyepatches Learn that lesson, you'll be swashbuckling with the best of them
facts at home Talked them up in school Teased him 'til his mind was bent and bruised You ain't got no daddy Dooley Jones Weight upon his shoulder A thorn
the Good! Coming with me - Bird of ill omen Living in me - Bird of ill omen Bird of ill omen The carrier of the crown of thorns Hides behind a dollar
's Pitt Jesse Owen the money from the weed Bubba Sparxxx They was journeys seen far as he walked in Dick's Clark Jeffery Lyons stuck with a thorn from
As I learn to fly, Like the white bird of the sea I feel the immortal magic of the Etherial With sun glowing, Sun Glowing like gold Shine - like the
memory Dissected birds are my adopted family I pool myself until I see anemones All was forgiven when you knelt to help me In a can of boys Across a crowd of thorns
memory Dissected birds are my adopted family I pool myself until i see anemones All was forgiven when you knelt to help me In a can of boys Across a crowd of thorns
her charm. My winqs on my arm. Now we flyiin ova chicken heads shittin on ya farm. Like sittin on ya thorn. Like sittin on a thorn. We stickin to ya
Tugboat Now he thinks he's Captain Ahab Facist takes for the pegleg's birds and eyepatches Learn that lesson, you'll be swashbuckling with the best of them
die of flaring ardour in haze Thorns they lurk on roses stem They do intend no harm them Squeezing me hard In thorns that burn like a fire
Verse Two] They never saw us coming, they had they heads turned We faced the persecution, we know the led burns We know them nails hurt, we know them thorns
her charm. My winqs on my arm. Now we flyiin ova chicken heads shittin on ya farm. Like sittin on ya thorn. Like sittin on a thorn. We stickin to ya ass
