
Lyrics
Way up here I see it all
Bricks and mortar, short life boxes
Coagulate in village shapes
Tiny people, starling sized
Last night's dreams
Will file and prize away the chains
And here I am
Drawing back the curtains on my stage
The only crowd are shades
They fidget while I sing another page
I clear the snowfall
And shift the dead newspaper in
My naked shoes
One step forward, two steps back
The traffic coffin black
She's trying on her royal skin
In the shape of a clouding bird
He's standing with a book of sins
And granite scratched with words
Murmuration
Fall in feathered patterns
Swirling sky above
This is just the way that things will be
One for temper, two for the crow
One to lose you, two to have and hold
One step to her left
And two steps right
The laundry flopping white
She's trying on her royal skin
In the shape of a cloud in birth
He's standing with a book of sins
And granite scratched with words
Murmuration
Fall in feathered patterns
Swirling sky above
Coronation
He's a king in stone and staring up in love
This is just the way
That things will be
There lived a lady by the shore
Lay the bent to the bonnie broom
Two daughters were the babes she bore
Fa la la la la la la la la la
As one grew bright as is the sun
Lay the bent to the bonnie broom
So coal black grew the elder one
Fa la la la la la la la la la
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