.

Being a Mockingbird Lyrics

The night it rests like a hammer blow
And breaks the morning it brings
And for the mad men are down on the crypt floor
Sleeping through their favours and sins
Well I trained myself to be hardened
And greet the bird like the day
I soared to greet l***y gamblings
And drenched myself in the dusk where they lay

Oh I exchanged the dark for the darkness
And I hung the belt from the wing
So the traitors may part with their malice
but I'll remember everything
Well I stood up and danced round the heckles
And planted the leaf from the book
I admit I love my romances
The blackbird, the wren, the rook

Oh, Uuuuuh, Ooohh ooh
And the church house won't harbour the coffins
But the docks they wittle their ships
To the pleasure the feast
And the memory and the soar of kissing her lips

Well I gave up myself to the dawning
of the morning bird in first flight
I thought I ran the road of the pauper
I lost it all in the night
I lost it all in the night
Report lyrics