作曲 : William Fitzsimmons Be still, bird of winter prey Lay down your faster thinning frame Be gone the salting of the wound Return the harvest we once knew We're more than just the blood of what we've done More than just the blood of what we've done Dry mouth, the water soon will rise New birds will feather up the sky Shake until they pass What words of them will last More than just the blood of what we've done More than just the blood of what we've done Let sleep your eyes until the morning comes We're more than just the blood of what we've done
作曲 : William Fitzsimmons Be still, bird of winter prey Lay down your faster thinning frame Be gone the salting of the wound Return the harvest we once knew We're more than just the blood of what we've done More than just the blood of what we've done Dry mouth, the water soon will rise New birds will feather up the sky Shake until they pass What words of them will last More than just the blood of what we've done More than just the blood of what we've done Let sleep your eyes until the morning comes We're more than just the blood of what we've done
