The Birds - Elbow (肘乐团)
Written by：Guy Garvey/Craig Potter/Mark Potter/Richard Jupp/Pete Turner
The birds are the keepers of our secret
As they saw us where we lay
In the deepest grass of springtime
In a reckless guilty haze
And they wove a sweet indifference
And it settled on our skin
Till the eyes that I remembered
For the last time drew me in
The birds though I wore your glacial patience
To a smudge of bitter dust
On the last day you embraced me
With a glistening sapling trust
Did they sing a million blessings
As they watched us slowly part
Do they keep those final kisses
In their tiny racing hearts
What are we gonna do with you
Same tale every time
What are we gonna do with you
Come on inside looking back is for the birds
What are we gonna do with you
Same tale every time
What are we gonna do with you
Come on inside looking back is for the birds
What are we gonna do with you
Same tale every time
What are we gonna do with you
Come on inside looking back is for the birds
What are we gonna do with you
Same tale every time
What are we gonna do with you
Come on inside looking back is for the birds
The birds are the keepers of our secret
As they saw us where we lay
In the deepest grass of springtime
In a reckless guilty haze
Did they sing a million blessings
As they watched us slowly part
Do they keep those final kisses
In their tiny racing hearts
Same tale every time
What are we gonna do with you
Come on inside
Looking back is for the birds
What are we gonna do with you
