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Two Corbies (With Intro)
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Two Corbies (With Intro) was released on August 12, 2026 by Mira Luna as a part of the album Whore
AlbumWhore
August 12, 2026
LabelMira Luna
LanguageEnglish
BPM59
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

I heard two blackbirds talking
Like they already knew my name
Perched above the broken stone
Where nobody ever came
One said, "There's a body down there"
The other said, "Leave it alone
The living have all forgotten him
And the dead don't need their bones"
My hound went chasing something
My heart disappeared with the dawn
And you found somebody warmer
Before you noticed I was gone
So much for being remembered
So much for dying beloved
You can spend your whole life being needed
Then find out you never were
Come pick these blue eyes clean
I've seen enough of love
Take every golden thread from me
Go build your heaven above
There's nothing left worth keeping
Nothing here belongs
Just white bones under winter
And the wind knows where I've gone
I thought somebody would find me
Thought grief would follow the trail
Thought you'd recognize my silence
When every other signal failed
But mourning is mostly theater
Performed where somebody can see you
Cried where the candles could catch you
Then went home without looking for me
Two blackbirds came down laughing
Said, "What a beautiful waste"
One settled over my collarbone
One put its beak to my face
I would have begged them for mercy
If mercy still mattered at all
But after the people who loved me left
The ravens felt gentle by comparison
Come pick these blue eyes clean
I've seen enough of love
Take every golden thread from me
Go build your heaven above
There's nothing left worth keeping
Nothing here belongs
Just white bones under winter
And the wind knows where I've gone
Maybe that's what forever is
Not fire, not judgment, not light
Just becoming less of a person
Every time someone remembers you wrong
A name without a mouth to answer
A grave that nobody owns
A little old woven through a nest
A little wind through the bones
So eat what the world didn't want
Take whatever survives
I gave all my beautiful pieces away
While I was still alive
Let somebody else have my heartbeat
Let somebody else have my songs
Leave my white bones to the weather
The wind knows where I've gone
Somewhere you're waking beside another
No one with feet to close that one
Wears the blue of my eyes
And one sleeps in the gold you once called
No marker, no witness
No need to know what went wrong
Just two blackbirds above me
And the wind blowing on
Written by: James Uriah Lathrop
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