All that I know (that I know)
Is dust when they go (when they go)
Thought in the dock
Now that isn't all(that isn't all)
All I ask is a "so warm!" home
Like I won't Oh! We had arms they bit the ends
Oh! And what was a lot like them
They know in those longish
Summer days, dulled
We were at the perfect age
Born - kept below (kept below)
Just strung alone (strung alone)
Too loose to settle
(that isn't all)
All I ask is a "so warm!" home
Like I won't Oh! We had arms they bit the ends
Oh! And that was a lot like them
They know - in those longish
Summer days, dulled
We were at the perfect age
Distant warbling round my
Deathbed
They kick ass! But my heart is a
Bird
That should feast now
Not wait