They know it's ??

This ?? blindfold

When she crawls from the Himalayan rain

Where the birds of prey are weapons on fire

She's ridin' a landslide down to me

Gettin' the desert under me

Shakin' the dead birds from the trees

Singing the only air we breathe



?? promise in the plate glass summer

Don't call it death ?? plan

She's ridin' a landslide down to me

Sing the shackles off of me

Shakin' the dead birds from the trees

?? the blood that I have ??



Comin' to see herself again

Comin' to sing her song again

Comin' to watch it all

Comin' to see herself again

Comin' to see herself again

Comin' to watch it all