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