Lyrics

There's no time to hide or pretend the fears belong to someone else
what trembles in the pocket of your overcoar, all your dreams...

A flock of ravens scream across an open field, over headstones and a certain hesitancy of mine--
I watch one prance on the edge of a sunset
where were you when I wanted you?

Kneeling in their shadows and all the chances lost,
looking at the wings upon their shoulders knowing they were my own.

He's come to gather names of all the younger ones whose mothers looked right through them as if it were war--
their strength all gone in the lapse of an instant--
see how many of us are there walking on the crosses like stairs--

Kneeling in their shadows and all the chances lost,
looking at the wings upon their shoulders knowing they were my own.