Well you found yourself a missing perch,
sank talons' slowly in a pale birch,
what better place there is for you to start to chew,
the words you threw the words you knew would run me through.
It was the day that i noticed a change,
saw the glimmer in your eye start to fade,
saw the outline of your feathers pressing up under your skin,
it made you sin, it made you sin, it made you sin
So take to wing, my darling,
leave me in peace, for i'm longing to sleep.
When i heard your kestrel voice at last,
oh you gnashed and clacked your beak it moved so fast,
opened arms that used to hold revealing wings that now can fold,
you made me old, she made me old, you made me old.
With a feather-tipped hand you waved goodbye.
and a cloud of down and pinions left behind.
flapped your wings across the ground, a breeze came strong without a sound,
it made me drown, you made me drown, she made me drown.
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