Shrike
You couldn't utter your love when it counted
but you're singing like a bird 'bout it now
And you wouldn't even whisper
but you're singing like a bird 'bout it now
And you wouldn't even whisper
When I needed it shouted
but you're singing like a bird 'bout it now
but you're singing like a bird 'bout it now
Your words hung above
But never did form
Like a cry at the final breath that is drawn
Won't remember you, love, if you're reborn
As the shrike to my sharp
or glorious thorn
You had no idea on what ground we were founded
All of that goodness is going with me now
When when you met me,
But never did form
Like a cry at the final breath that is drawn
Won't remember you, love, if you're reborn
As the shrike to my sharp
or glorious thorn
You had no idea on what ground we were founded
All of that goodness is going with me now
When when you met me,
You said your virtues uncounted
All of that goodness is buried with our love
Dragged along
Following my form
Hung like the pelt
All of that goodness is buried with our love
Dragged along
Following my form
Hung like the pelt
Of some prey I had torn
Won't remember you, love, if you're reborn
As the shrike to my sharp
or glorious thorn
As the shrike to my sharp
or glorious thorn
You fled to the city with so much discounted
Will you fly like a bird to me now
Back to the hedgerows where bodies are mounted
wings too wrecked to fly to me now
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