Rooks Lyrics - Shearwater

When the rooks were laid in the piles 

By the sides of the road 

Crashing into the aerials 

Tangled in the laundry lines 

And gathered in a field 

They were burned in a feathering pyre 

With their cold black eyes 

When the swallows fell from the eaves 

And the gulls from the spires 

The starlings, in millions 

Would feed on the ground where they lie 

The ambulance men said 

There's nowhere to flee for your life 

So we stay inside 

And we'll sleep until the world of man is paralyzed 

Oh, the falconer awakes to the sound of the bells 

Overhead and southbound 

They are leaving his life 

And each empty cage just rings in his heart like a bell 

Underneath these cold stars 

In this trembling light, and he cries 

Amen, let their kingdom come tonight 

Let this dream be realized