His little hook
 Your little eyelid
 The iris dilates while the heart implodes
 And when he comes
 And you're dreaming
 His mouth still denies what your heart just knows, oh no
 
 Nobody would ever have known
 No light in the dark would have shown
 How you would reply
 
 When the bombs finished falling
 And ashes were drifting along the roads
 Little child, how you lifted your eyes to the air
 And the ancient shapes of crows
 
 And nobody would ever have known
 No hand and no eye would have shown
 How you would reply