Three Days

Three days was the morning My focus three days old My head, it landed To the sounds of cricket bows I am proud man anyway Covered now by three days Three ways was the morning Three lovers in three ways We knew when she landed Three days she'd stay I am a proud man anyway Covered now by three days We saw shadows of the morning light Shadows of the evening sun Till the shadows and the lights were one Shadows of the morning light Shadows of the evening sun Till the shadows and the lights were one True hunting is over No herds to follow Without game, men prey on each other The family weakens by the bite we swallow True leaders gone Of land and people We choose no kin but adopted strangers The family weakens by the length we travel All of us with wings All of us with wings All of us with wings All of us with wings All of us with wings All of us with wings Erotic Jesus lay with his Mary's Loves his Mary's Bits of puzzle Fitting each other All now with wings Oh my Mary's Never wonder Night is shelter For nudity's shiver All now with wings [Incomprehensible]