Song | You Have Never Lived Because You Have Never Died |
Artist | Listener |
Album | Wooden Heart |
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I saw thirteen black crows they were black as three A.M. | |
And as big as vultures eyes | |
With wings hanging to their sides like laundry on the line | |
They were standing in a circle letting their tongues dry | |
They’re coming for me like thieves or ghosts | |
Stealing songs, and whispering poems to themselves | |
About nonsense and existence | |
I don’t want to die | |
I saw four black eagles, with horns growing towards the ground | |
Like columns or anchors reaching for the bottom | |
Their feathers folded like hands on a man resting in his coffin | |
Bending over each other rattling my bones | |
Drumming out the answers in ways I will need one day | |
Their hooves are giving me growing pains | |
I sleep like a tornado | |
I saw eighteen black hawks, with beaks full of teeth | |
Roaring like a pack of wolves in perfect V | |
With hoods over their eyes to cover up what they’ve seen | |
Secrets bouncing off the insides of their lips meant for me | |
They landed on my life like spears, ears tucked back like arrow feathers | |
Wings spread wide like storm clouds over Kansas | |
Hailing on me teaching me their dances, they gave me armor | |
We will never die, we will never die, I don’t want to die, we will never die | |
We will never die, but we don’t want to try, I don’t want to die, I won’t let you die | |
We will never die, we won’t even try, but if we never die, then we never really live | |
I saw nine black owls, they were quiet as death | |
They had talons like antlers growing from their hearts | |
And they were tearing me apart | |
Each bird was tagged like cattle with one word | |
And they burned them in to my mind, they read: | |
You have never lived because you have never died |
I saw thirteen black crows they were black as three A. M. | |
And as big as vultures eyes | |
With wings hanging to their sides like laundry on the line | |
They were standing in a circle letting their tongues dry | |
They' re coming for me like thieves or ghosts | |
Stealing songs, and whispering poems to themselves | |
About nonsense and existence | |
I don' t want to die | |
I saw four black eagles, with horns growing towards the ground | |
Like columns or anchors reaching for the bottom | |
Their feathers folded like hands on a man resting in his coffin | |
Bending over each other rattling my bones | |
Drumming out the answers in ways I will need one day | |
Their hooves are giving me growing pains | |
I sleep like a tornado | |
I saw eighteen black hawks, with beaks full of teeth | |
Roaring like a pack of wolves in perfect V | |
With hoods over their eyes to cover up what they' ve seen | |
Secrets bouncing off the insides of their lips meant for me | |
They landed on my life like spears, ears tucked back like arrow feathers | |
Wings spread wide like storm clouds over Kansas | |
Hailing on me teaching me their dances, they gave me armor | |
We will never die, we will never die, I don' t want to die, we will never die | |
We will never die, but we don' t want to try, I don' t want to die, I won' t let you die | |
We will never die, we won' t even try, but if we never die, then we never really live | |
I saw nine black owls, they were quiet as death | |
They had talons like antlers growing from their hearts | |
And they were tearing me apart | |
Each bird was tagged like cattle with one word | |
And they burned them in to my mind, they read: | |
You have never lived because you have never died |
I saw thirteen black crows they were black as three A. M. | |
And as big as vultures eyes | |
With wings hanging to their sides like laundry on the line | |
They were standing in a circle letting their tongues dry | |
They' re coming for me like thieves or ghosts | |
Stealing songs, and whispering poems to themselves | |
About nonsense and existence | |
I don' t want to die | |
I saw four black eagles, with horns growing towards the ground | |
Like columns or anchors reaching for the bottom | |
Their feathers folded like hands on a man resting in his coffin | |
Bending over each other rattling my bones | |
Drumming out the answers in ways I will need one day | |
Their hooves are giving me growing pains | |
I sleep like a tornado | |
I saw eighteen black hawks, with beaks full of teeth | |
Roaring like a pack of wolves in perfect V | |
With hoods over their eyes to cover up what they' ve seen | |
Secrets bouncing off the insides of their lips meant for me | |
They landed on my life like spears, ears tucked back like arrow feathers | |
Wings spread wide like storm clouds over Kansas | |
Hailing on me teaching me their dances, they gave me armor | |
We will never die, we will never die, I don' t want to die, we will never die | |
We will never die, but we don' t want to try, I don' t want to die, I won' t let you die | |
We will never die, we won' t even try, but if we never die, then we never really live | |
I saw nine black owls, they were quiet as death | |
They had talons like antlers growing from their hearts | |
And they were tearing me apart | |
Each bird was tagged like cattle with one word | |
And they burned them in to my mind, they read: | |
You have never lived because you have never died |