The Great Birds of the Atlantic Lyrics
- Genre:Acoustic
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
Living out on this summer's sad end
An osprey perched on seaside brush
I don't expect the wind to take my breath
Beyond the break, a sure strong hush
The body means nothing in the sea's spin
Circling our dull expanse
We play games in open fields
Act like boys in sun-bleached clothes
Until the rain keeps us in
And we know
The heart means everything in this hell of ours
Circling our dull expanse