i got hit in the head by a bird gone ballistic ... when i woke up i was playing this song and singing it too!
Lyrics
this isn't so wrong, this mob song
we'll let fog slit our wrists and be gone
it's not a song, we're a song
we're all a song in the dawn
when birds wake they sing us
the soft notes fall like money
we're an exploded bank robber's car and our
love falls like the burnt money
we all are windows
some windows break
and glass hurries to escape
we shiver at the quake in ear
it's the news that delivers fear
and we all hurry to be late
we all are windows
some windows break
