Black birds with holes, bullet holes Oh, they're scattered the sky Oh, I wonder, I wonder these hills the great light
Black birds with holes, bullet holes They're scattered the sky I wonder these hills Into the light
My fingers collapse my pen soldier tryin' to hold up the flag I'm callin' out, again In letter to you, my friend In this to you, my friend In this letter to you, my
And 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 you're here
You have been up above so high, so high, so And lived, in the You have some love And you have been
Well, gone to shorten my road With a fistful of matches, but to strike, nothin' to strike And as we walk the cove You that this is right
You may think I'm You may I'm foolish But I'm coming the lightning back to you
Don't tell me you comin' up easy Stop, drop, you're is greasy You used to say that you would around Oh, baby, but you're here
You been up above so high, so high, so high And lived, in the You have felt some And you have hurt
Oh, my, my, my, my, my, my, my I'm feeling Oh, my, my, my, my, my, my, my I'm through Oh, my, my, my, my, my, my, my Oh, my, my, my, my, my
You have up above so high, so high, so high And lived, in the You have felt love And you been hurt
Oh, you have been, you have up above, up above And lived and you've lived in the dirt, in the dirt Oh, you have felt, you have felt love, oh, some love And you, oh, you have been hurt, you been up above