There's a story I'd like you to listen to

About a lady and a broken bird

Broken by the hammer

You took it so hard

You hardly said a word

Sending them back over the lines

Whistling down the wire

From pole to pole

And bending them over the times

Trying to burn the diamonds from the holy coal

Sending them over the lines

Whistling down the wire

From pole to pole

Bending them over the times

Trying to burn the diamonds from the holy coal

Telling this story slowly together

Reading in the dark

The bird that you saw dying

We saw flying