Stoned Enough To Gather In The Night

Hold it now
Hold tight to the line, then fall back
Those who are nearly drowned
Don't fear the rain in the storm
On an earlier night
I would've know better
But tonight I'm tired
Too tired to stay warm

But stoned enough
Stoned enough to gather in the night
If you're shaking
(Four and twenty blackbirds)
If you're shaking
(Four and twenty blackbirds)
Then come inside

There goes Indigo Bunting
A dark-eyed junko at her side
They both looked like they'd been crying
And I hesitated to ask why
There was a picture of a lost cat nailed to a tree
You could see it in its eyes
Woefully I, woefully I
Stood there and tried

To be stoned enough
Stoned enough to gather in the night
If you're shaking
(Four and twenty blackbirds)
If you're shaking
(Four and twenty blackbirds)
Then come inside

The finch was singing
To the blackbirds in the pie
Sorry I, sorry I was ever born
But they paid him no mind
They were busy counting
The common grackle in the caucus
As the thrashers they aligned

They were stoned enough
Stoned enough to gather in the night
If you're shaking
(Four and twenty blackbirds)
If you're shaking
(Four and twenty blackbirds)
If you're shaking
(Four and twenty blackbirds)
Then come inside
Come inside