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Bones of Songbirds

from Money on the Girl by Black Owls

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With little more than a peck on my cheek
your eulogy has left me feeble & weak
such afterimages hang onto eyelashes
but you have made of this world such a lie

You made this day to wrap the day around
so I sat up well into the night
I listened closely for the thief of good memory
come to steal away my own bloodshot eyes

You and I are of pale common order
But you and I do not make the laws
I'll play upon your skin and
we'll watch the roof cave in
then all the heavens will look down on our sin.

We picked through pretty bones of songbirds
to find that not all dying words are true
I found it hard to feel the blind words
such things long dead should not seem anew

I'd steal the coins from eyes of strangers
watch pitchfork villages burn down
If I thought ashen dusted coppers
could bring your kingdom around

I shake you till you wake
your skin is half opaque
Indecency becomes convention
There's water in your dreams
we're floating there it seems
the water drains and we're forsaken.
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from Money on the Girl, released May 5, 2012
Butler: Vocals, Drums
Shuttleworth: Guitars
Beavers: Bass

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Black Owls Granville, Ohio

Mennonite glam rock showcasing a certain proclivity to meld the majestic with the pitifully ordinary.

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