Mockingbird
Sure do sing a pretty song darlin
Pretty music lord and pretty words
Like a lark and sweeter than a starling mmmmm
Oh but mostly like a mockinbird
Words that leave your mouth all turn to ashes
They flutter to the ground like fallin snow
Make a bed that's soft enough to lie in
And your footsteps make no sound as ya go
Oh ooohh whoa
Mockinbird
Ya just sound like
What ya said ya were
Mockinbird
You are the sweetest thing I ever heard
The color of desire is a wretched blue
It burns just like the center of a flame
It pulls the loosest thread inside your mind
It burns everything
But it calls you out by name
Oh ooohh whoa
Mockinbird
Ya just sound like
What ya said you were
Mockinbird
You are the sweetest thing
I ever heard
Oooooo ooooo ooo ooooooooooo
The devil stole the wings from a poor angel
They grew into the skin upon his back
Now half of his heart for me it beats and the other half
Just repeats the things I'm feelin
For my mockinbird
Oh my my my
My mockinbird
Mockinbird
Ya just sound like
What ya said you were
Mockinbird
You are the sweetest thing…
I ever heard
Ooooooooo
Mmmmmmmm mmmm mmmmmmmmm
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