Dead fly the birds
Ass ponys
She bolts the door
To shield us from the storm
All the windows locked
All the curtains drawn
To shield us from the storm
All the windows locked
All the curtains drawn
Too afraid to look
Too scared for words
Out in the night sky
Dead fly the birds
She speaks of ghosts
That she alone can see
Out in the rain
Invisible to me
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