Jailbird from Drain by Flatwounds

I held the sun
In the palest skies
I felt the light
Succumb to clouds
It’s overrun
With lonely cries
That only spite
Can surround

But It turned sand
On withered hands
It cut the cloth
To broken strands
A fallen man’s crown
Another day in the ground

My butterflies
Have broken wings
And I miss the days
That went unfound
And my lowest highs
Are common stings
Of a loving gaze
That went unbound

It turned sand
On withered hands
It cut the cloth
To broken strands
A fallen man’s crown
Another day in the ground

I held the sun
In the palest skies
And I felt the light
Succumb to clouds

And it turned to sand
On withered hands
It cut the cloth
To broken strands
A fallen man’s crown
Another day in the ground

Another day in the ground

And it turned to sand
On withered hands
It cut the cloth
To broken strands
A fallen man’s crown
Another day in the ground

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