Wounded Bird

Black Crowes

Composição de: Chris Robinson/Rich Robinson
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
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