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No Birds Today
No birds today
Just this square patch of gray
Molting sky moving in on it's morning prey
No words today
No one knocking at the gate
I lost my name long before I lost my way
I wonder what he thinks out there
Pastures turn from black to green and black again
The sun it carves a well worn path
From here to there and the next day back
No birds today
Just this dull sky of gray
Winter's quickly moving in on it's skulking prey
No dust today
No clouds rising from my driveway
No hope drifting slowly my way
I wonder what he thinks in there
Pastures turn from black to green and black again
The sun it carves a well worn path
From here to there and the next day back
Cold bars of steel
I'm beginning to dig the feel
Of all that disappears into....ethereal
Cold words of hate
Now I'm seeing how things break
Much too late now to cure my mistakes
I wonder what he thinks in there
Pastures turn from black to green and black again
The sun it carves a well worn path
From here to there and the next day back
No birds today
Just this barren stretch of gray
Just this barren stretch of gray
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Just this barren stretch of gray
Just this barren stretch of gray
No birds today
From here to there and the next day back
The sun it carves a well worn path
Pastures turn from black to green and black again
I wonder what he thinks in there
Much too late now to cure my mistakes
Now I'm seeing how things break
Cold words of hate
Of all that disappears into....ethereal
I'm beginning to dig the feel
Cold bars of steel
From here to there and the next day back
The sun it carves a well worn path
Pastures turn from black to green and black again
I wonder what he thinks in there
No hope drifting slowly my way
No clouds rising from my driveway
No dust today
Winter's quickly moving in on it's skulking prey
Just this dull sky of gray
No birds today
From here to there and the next day back
The sun it carves a well worn path
Pastures turn from black to green and black again
I wonder what he thinks out there
I lost my name long before I lost my way
No one knocking at the gate
No words today
Molting sky moving in on it's morning prey
Just this square patch of gray
No birds today
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