Well the days,they come to the window
Oh and I’m already gone
Tell the waiting birds we’ll have a candle
And some music to wash the bottle down
I’m gonna leave this twenty-odd house
Maybe follow my doubts South
What will I find ‘round the corners of my mouth
Well the raven bird starts to mingle
Blended in the clouds above my head
And I will sun in his shadow
And use his cool black feathers for my bed
I’m gonna leave this twenty-odd house
Maybe follow my doubts South
What will I find ‘round the corners of my mouth
And if I should climb out that window
And fall to where those days all turn to years
Tell those morning birds to light their candles
For those times when we dreamed everything but our tears
I’m gonna leave this twenty-odd house
Maybe follow my doubts South
What will I find ‘round the corners of my mouth
What will I find ‘round the corners of my mouth