Black Birds by The Throes

All the Flowers Growing In Your Mother's Eyes by The Throes

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Black Birds
by The Throes

Album: All the Flowers Growing In Your Mother's Eyes

You cannot lock me in this cell,
You cannot lock me in your hell,
You cannot keep me from my breath,
You cannot tie me to this death.

And when you run from me, you cannot hide in your mortality,
And when you run from me, you cannot hide in your mortality,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

But hold dear, everlasting love, and blackened birds who die above, in sections of our quartered sky, will leave you, leave you....never I.

And when you run from me, you cannot hide in your mortality,
And when you run from me, you cannot hide in your mortality,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You cannot lock me in this cell,
You cannot lock me in your hell,
You cannot keep me from my breath,
You cannot tie me to this death.

And when you run from me, you cannot hide in your mortality,
And when you run from me, you cannot hide in your mortality,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.