Ben Howard - Rookery lyrics
[Ben Howard - Rookery lyrics]
Birch tree lost it's branch one
Day in violent winter
I said it was grieving
You said it don't feel nothing
I bet you think everything's
In it's rightful place
That sentiment is man's disgrace
Well the rooks in the trees
They don't half bother me
Clawing at my mind with
Every given opportunity it's spring outside
A perilous sky and that
Terrible clattering sound
"Go ahead, you should go shoot them down"
That's what you said
"You should go shoot them down"
So hey that's me
Shooting at a hundred-year-old rookery
Oh, look at me the definition of futility
That's what they'll say anyway
Won't they babe?
So I'll go back to working through
The gentle hours of the evening
Where the weather and the wine and
The company treat me easily
Unknowing am I of the wind that took my eye
Unknowing am I of the wind
Unknowing am I of the wind that took my eye
Unknowing am I of the wind
Day in violent winter
I said it was grieving
You said it don't feel nothing
I bet you think everything's
In it's rightful place
That sentiment is man's disgrace
Well the rooks in the trees
They don't half bother me
Clawing at my mind with
Every given opportunity it's spring outside
A perilous sky and that
Terrible clattering sound
"Go ahead, you should go shoot them down"
That's what you said
"You should go shoot them down"
So hey that's me
Shooting at a hundred-year-old rookery
Oh, look at me the definition of futility
That's what they'll say anyway
Won't they babe?
So I'll go back to working through
The gentle hours of the evening
Where the weather and the wine and
The company treat me easily
Unknowing am I of the wind that took my eye
Unknowing am I of the wind
Unknowing am I of the wind that took my eye
Unknowing am I of the wind