Bird of Winter Prey (Acoustic Version)

Be still, bird of winter prey

Lay down your faster thinning frameBe gone the salting of the wound

Return the harvest we once knewWe're more than just the blood of what we've done

More than just the blood of what we've doneDry mouth, the water soon will rise

New birds will feather up the skyShake until they pass

What words of them will lastMore than just the blood of what we've done

More than just the blood of what we've done

Let sleep your eyes until the morning comes

We're more than just the blood of what we've done

Songwriters

William Richard Fitzsimmons IiPublished by

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