Yellow Bird - Davy Graham

All the other girls here are stars - you are the northern lights They try to shine in through your curtains - you're too close and too bright They try and the

I'll tell it as I best know how, And that's the way it was told to me: I Must have been a thief or a whore, Then surely was thrown overboard, Where, they sa

And there was a booming above you That night black airplanes flew over the sea And they were lowing and shifting like Beached whales Shelled snails As you

That means no where I come from I am cold out waiting for the day to come I chew my lips, and I scratch my nose Feels so good to be a rose Oh don't, don't y

Oh, where is your inflammatory writ? Your text that would incite a light, "Be lit"? Our music deserving devotion unswerving Cry "Do I deserve her?" with unfl