Black birds with bullet holes, bullet Oh, scattered across the sky Oh, I wonder, I these steep hills Into the light
Black birds with holes, bullet holes scattered across the sky I wonder steep hills Into the light
My collapse around my pen Like soldier tryin' to up the flag I'm callin' out, again In this to you, my friend In letter to you, my friend In this to you, my friend
And don't tell me you been comin' up Stop, drop, you're is greasy You used to say that you would around Oh, baby, but you're never
You have been up above so high, so high, so And lived, in the You have felt some And you have hurt
Well, I've to shorten my road With a fistful of matches, but nothin' to strike, nothin' to And as we walk along the You that this is right
You may I'm crazy You may think I'm But I'm through the lightning back to you
Don't tell me you comin' up easy Stop, drop, you're is greasy You to say that you would come around Oh, baby, but never here
You have been up above so high, so high, so And lived, in the You have felt love And you have hurt
Oh, my, my, my, my, my, my, my I'm fine Oh, my, my, my, my, my, my, my I'm comin' Oh, my, my, my, my, my, my, my Oh, my, my, my, my, my
You have been up so high, so high, so high And lived, in the You have felt some And you have been
Oh, you have been, you have been up above, up And you've lived and you've lived in the dirt, in the Oh, you have felt, you have felt some love, oh, love And you, oh, you have been hurt, you been up above