Bones Of Birds
Time is my friend,
Till it ain't, and runs out
And, that is all, that I have,
Till it's gone
Tried to build on bones of birds,
Singing in the cold and fall to earth
Hey! Sometimes she won't cry!
When the smallest one is trapped!
Too weak to survive
Probably, maybe.
Tried to look out,
Through a hole in the vague
Circle above, looking down,
Bird of prey
Tried to build on bones of birds,
Singing in the cold and fall to earth
Hey! Sometimes she won't cry!
When the smallest one is trapped!
Too weak to survive! Too weak to survive!
Too weak to survive!
Probably, maybe.
Tried to build on bones of birds,
Singing in the cold and fall to earth
Hey! Sometimes she won't cry!
When the smallest one is trapped!
Too weak to survive! Probably...
Hey! Sometimes she won't cry!
When the smallest one is trapped!
Too weak to survive!
Too weak to survive!
Too weak to survive!
Maybe.
compositores da letra "Bones Of Birds": CHRIS J CORNELL
Gênero: Rock. O gênero musical está errado? Ajude a classificar.
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