The Bird Tomb

Lyrics

In the tomb In the dark Something waits For the light A bird With my face My own face Flies out Over the valley Down to the river Drinks in the morning Bird with my face A bird With my face My own face Flies out The farmers feel it Watching them They don't look up Good Over the valley Down to the river Drinks in the morning Bird with my face At dusk It folds down Into the dark Into me