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
Try to build a home, 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
Circling above
Looking down, bird of prey
Try to build a home, 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
Try to build a home, 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
Autor(es): Chris Cornell
