Late Lights

Shoot the parrots of the man who stays clear

Cut the feathers with a long sharp knife

This pocket fluff could pay the sailors

Shoot the parrots of the man who stays clear

Cut the feathers with a long sharp knife

This pocket fluff could pay the sailors

The morning gloom reflects no sound

So let the lights rise up

These birds are digging like they've lost their treasure

They've just forgotten what marks the spot

Against all the odds, lay on stones

When the morning comes

Let the lights rise up

You can reach that top

You can reach that fire

No one asked for more

No one asked for more

From a faithful look comes an endless smile

When the morning comes

Let the lights rise up

Never seen such a daylight rising like a shimmer of a silver skin

Against all the odds laid on bones like the aged ones who don't care

The endless blazing sky collapses

You can reach that top

You can reach that fire

No one asked for more

No one asked for more

From a faithful look comes an endless smile

When the morning comes

Let the lights rise up

If you bleach your soul

You will hear that choir

No one asked for more

No one asked for more

From a faithful look comes an endless smile

When the morning comes

Let the lights rise up