Birds of England

[00:22.53] After dark and only then
[00:27.94] Does life resemble the face of an old friend
[00:34.41] Much can be said for a glass half full
[00:40.78] Held by a cowards grip
[00:42.54] I'll forever ramble
[00:54.49] Singing syllables inside my head
[00:57.13] All the awful words that you deserve to hear
[01:01.78] But never will again
[01:03.51] Birds of England take me high
[01:07.26] Atop this burning tree line
[01:10.05] Sending signals up with smoke
[01:14.56] I'm never coming home
[01:20.93] Never coming home
[01:37.15] After dark and only then
[01:41.73] Can our broken, battered spirits come to mend
[01:46.22] Birds of England take me high
[01:49.84] Atop this burning tree line
[01:52.60] Sending signals up with smoke
[01:56.20] I'm never coming home
[02:03.41] Never coming home
[02:15.22] Singing syllables inside my head
[02:18.03] All the awful words that you deserve to hear
[02:22.70] But never will again
[02:25.49] Birds of England take me high
[02:28.17] Atop this burning tree line
[02:30.96] Sending signals up with smoke
[02:35.50] I'm never coming home
[02:41.83] Never coming home
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