wounded bird

Black Crowes

Off the tracks
Lost the rail
Trying to squeeze
A little blood
Out a rusty nail
When you're thirsty
Thirsty
Behind your eyes
You feel the burn
As your down
Hill ride takes
A solid turn
From the lonely
Lonely

Now don't look back
My wounded bird
There's nothing
For you're here
Need no wing
Just set your mind
To fly

It's like
It been a long time
In an empty bed
In an empty room
With an empty head
Full of nothing
And all you got left
Is your skin
And your teeth
And the red in your eye
Your six feet deep
To get ready yeah

Now don't look back
My wounded bird
There's nothing
For you're here
Need no wing
Just set your mind
To fly

The waiting is over
So let's roll in the clover
Time for a head full of stars
Lets pull back the curtain
I know one thing for certain
Well we don't have very long

Now don't look back
My wounded bird
There's nothing
For you're here
Need no wing
Just set your mind
To fly