Squawk

Like vultures from canyons filled with bones
Horizons made from dust
We will talk about the flesh we adored
It’s a harvest season lets collect our finds on pay day
Offer your clothes from your back be good be well never turn back
Leave your pockets full, full of moonshine and skip shine all the way home
And our giants will be sleeping on our floors
Gotta be still gotta be gentle tip toe around, around that door
I got a girl by my side and a letter from the lord
Breaking me down to my knees but baby don’t leave me out here alone
Like humming birds exquisite and petite
Like vultures from canyons filled with bones
Horizons made from dust
We will talk about the flesh we adored