| Song | Fire of Birds |
| Artist | DM Stith |
| Album | Heavy Ghost |
| 作曲 : Stith, Stith | |
| waiting for sun in the morning, my eyes on the ceiling, | |
| a fire of birds brilliantly burns. | |
| and the body knows before I know. | |
| and didn't we? didn't we pretend? | |
| oh you and your christ kite caterwauling in the air | |
| oh, coarse and feral | |
| and even so you let me go. | |
| I couldn't charm my way back to you. | |
| oh, late lady night | |
| oh, lake, lake at night | |
| oh slouched ghosts of light | |
| and your storm shoulders bright in the bloomed lilac booms | |
| I pray for peace where the lampare cinders burned the trees | |
| still I can half-see you. I can half-see you | |
| in yard in the rain in your wellington boots | |
| where we danced like we were on fire | |
| like the birds we spoke with fire | |
| we danced like we were all on fire... |
| zuò qǔ : Stith, Stith | |
| waiting for sun in the morning, my eyes on the ceiling, | |
| a fire of birds brilliantly burns. | |
| and the body knows before I know. | |
| and didn' t we? didn' t we pretend? | |
| oh you and your christ kite caterwauling in the air | |
| oh, coarse and feral | |
| and even so you let me go. | |
| I couldn' t charm my way back to you. | |
| oh, late lady night | |
| oh, lake, lake at night | |
| oh slouched ghosts of light | |
| and your storm shoulders bright in the bloomed lilac booms | |
| I pray for peace where the lampare cinders burned the trees | |
| still I can halfsee you. I can halfsee you | |
| in yard in the rain in your wellington boots | |
| where we danced like we were on fire | |
| like the birds we spoke with fire | |
| we danced like we were all on fire... |