Wounded Bird

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 lets 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