soundgarden
bones of birds
Time is my friend, Till it ain't, and runs out And, that is all, that I have, Till it's gone Tried to build on bones of birds, Singing in the cold and fall to earth Hey! Sometimes she won't cry! When the smallest one is trapped! Too weak to survive, probably... Maybe. Tried to look out, Through a hole in the vague Circle above, looking down, Bird of prey Tried to build on bones of birds, Singing in the cold and fall to earth Hey! Sometimes she won't cry! When the smallest one is trapped! Too weak to survive! Too weak to survive! Too weak to survive! Probably.. maybe. Tried to build on bones of birds, Singing in the cold and fall to earth Hey! Sometimes she won't cry! When the smallest one is trapped! Too weak to survive! Probably... Hey! Sometimes she won't cry! When the smallest one is trapped! Too weak to survive! Too weak to survive! Too weak to survive! Maybe.