Mimicking Birds - Them lyrics
[Mimicking Birds - Them lyrics]
A new army in the yard
With all their discarded hearts
You dare to redefine
A subtle line to refine a design
Her cauldron of oil boils
Under the soil, a serpent coils
To ensure it’s planning to strike
At anything it likes or
For that matter dislikes
It displays it's level of distaste
Across it's face–you he wants to erase
And you know he will do so
Just ticks the time, until it shows
And I have no idea why they are them
And I have no idea why they are them
It’s buried in the sands of Egypt
The way they killed them
That’s the way that they’ll kill us, I know
I hear the code so openly spoken
Like all 206 of my brittle
Bones are being broken
It’s blatant, yeah it’s oh so prolific
In the unseen hieroglyphics it’s horrific
Seeps in and out like winter
Man made smooth wood will eventually splinter
A new army in the yard
And all the barricades they plan to bombard
You dare to redesign
A hill’s incline climbing a slippery vine
Her layers of surface shake
Wiggling into place, their tension displaced
No pain in scratching an itch
But when the tickle’s gone
And I have no idea why they are them
And I have no idea why they are them
It’s buried in the sands of Egypt
The way they killed them
That’s the way that they’ll kill us, I know
I hear the code so openly spoken
Like all 206 of my brittle
Bones are being broken
It’s obtrusive, yeah it’s oh so prolific
In the unseen hieroglyphics it’s horrific
Seeps in and out like winter
Man made smooth wood will eventually splinter
A smoke plume begins to bloom
My eyes are shocked and raising
Up towards the sky
I don’t know why, but we’re all going to die
With all their discarded hearts
You dare to redefine
A subtle line to refine a design
Her cauldron of oil boils
Under the soil, a serpent coils
To ensure it’s planning to strike
At anything it likes or
For that matter dislikes
It displays it's level of distaste
Across it's face–you he wants to erase
And you know he will do so
Just ticks the time, until it shows
And I have no idea why they are them
And I have no idea why they are them
It’s buried in the sands of Egypt
The way they killed them
That’s the way that they’ll kill us, I know
I hear the code so openly spoken
Like all 206 of my brittle
Bones are being broken
It’s blatant, yeah it’s oh so prolific
In the unseen hieroglyphics it’s horrific
Seeps in and out like winter
Man made smooth wood will eventually splinter
A new army in the yard
And all the barricades they plan to bombard
You dare to redesign
A hill’s incline climbing a slippery vine
Her layers of surface shake
Wiggling into place, their tension displaced
No pain in scratching an itch
But when the tickle’s gone
And I have no idea why they are them
And I have no idea why they are them
It’s buried in the sands of Egypt
The way they killed them
That’s the way that they’ll kill us, I know
I hear the code so openly spoken
Like all 206 of my brittle
Bones are being broken
It’s obtrusive, yeah it’s oh so prolific
In the unseen hieroglyphics it’s horrific
Seeps in and out like winter
Man made smooth wood will eventually splinter
A smoke plume begins to bloom
My eyes are shocked and raising
Up towards the sky
I don’t know why, but we’re all going to die