Bones Of Birds

Me gusto la portada del nuevo disco de #Soundg...

(Photo credit: @N3T1O)

Time is my friend til it ain’t and runs out

And that is all that I have til it’s gone

Try to build a home

Bones of birds singing in the cold

And fall to earth hey, sometimes she won’t cry

When the smallest one is drowned

Too weak to survive probably… maybe

Try to look out through a hole in a bag

Circle above looking down bird of prey

Try to build a home

Bones of birds singing in the cold

And fall to earth hey, sometimes she won’t cry

When the smallest one is drowned

Too weak to survive probably… maybe

Lyrics: Cornell

© 2012 You Make Me Sick I Make Music

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4 thoughts on “Bones Of Birds

  1. Nature does is rather indifferent…life comes and goes, changing shapes.
    The only thing that doesn’t change is the fact that everything changes.
    And the music that goes with the words above…….is it sad?

  2. I just read a great book called “Everyone Loves Our Town” about the birth of the Seattle scene in the early 90’s; lots of Soundgarden et al stuff all in oral history-style. Highly recommended!

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