The Birds

The birds are the keepers of our secret

As they saw us where we lay

In the deepest grass of springtime

In a reckless guilty haze

And they wove a sweet indifference

And it settled on our skin

Till the eyes that I remembered

For the last time drew me in

The birds, though I wore your glacial patience

To a smudge of bitter dust

On the last day you embraced me

With a glistening sapling trust

Did they sing a million blessings

As they watched us slowly part?

Do they keep those final kisses

In their tiny racing hearts?

What are we gonna do with you?

Same tale every time

What are we gonna do with you?

Come on inside, looking back is for the birds

What are we gonna do with you?

Same tale every time

What are we gonna do with you?

Come on inside, looking back is for the birds

What are we gonna do with you?

Same tale every time

What are we gonna do with you?

Come on inside, looking back is for the birds

What are we gonna do with you?

Same tale every time

What are we gonna do with you?

Come on inside, looking back is for the birds

The birds are the keepers of our secret

As they saw us where we lay

In the deepest grass of springtime

In a reckless guilty haze

What are we gonna do with you?

Same tale every time

(Did they sing a million blessings)

What are we gonna do with you?

Come on inside, looking back is for the birds

(As they watched us slowly part?)

What are we gonna do with you?

Same tale every time

(Do they keep those final kisses)

What are we gonna do with you?

Come on inside, looking back is for the birds

(In their tiny racing hearts?)

What are we gonna do with you?

Same tale every time

What are we gonna do with you?

Come on inside, looking back is for the birds

What are we gonna do with you?