I made this song up today, maybe i can get my band to play it....
The Black Birds Laugh:
Eyes glancing,
Stars are dancing,
My whole life before me like a well made movie
And I am blind to see it.
My hands, they are shaking,
My heart pounding in my chest,
The ground is quaking,
As my future rushes towards me.
The Black Birds Laugh,
Flowers wilt and turn black,
Pages of books, faded and torn,
This is my future that I am preordained.
A hand is grasping another,
The face of my Father and Mother,
Lying in the casket,
My knees to the ground.
The Black Birds Laugh,
Flowers wilt and turn black,
Pages of books, faded and torn,
This is my future that I am preordained.
A dog’s bark, lost and forgotten,
A tree’s fruit, spoiled and rotten,
Looked at through the corner of eyes,
My whole life, open to the public to be scrutinized.
The Black Birds Laugh,
Flowers wilt and turn black,
Pages of books, faded and torn,
This is my future that I am preordained.
The Black Birds Laugh...
...Black Birds Laugh....
Suddenly a hand reaching,
A face looking to mine,
The Black Birds now screeching,
A life and love I now can find.
The Black Birds Laugh,
Fading but present,
Always beckoning to my ear,
The future it holds much fear,
But for now, it can wait.
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