Black Winged Bird 黑翼鸟 Night can t come quick enough My faults shine in the sun A train bridge of spies watches all the cars collide I roll my green sleeves over ruby I don t blame you for doing it to me Real girls don t take aim like kings do these days I made my mind up to be a black-winged bird Never turn my head for how things were Leave the bluest skies for boys to burn And I ll soar on my way Sad as the state of things we can t change Now were paper dolls all aflame In houses that all look the same Rows of regret An arson for a wilderness I hide my saints in the willow trunk You started me on this junk Now my black lungs are blue But I m still singing to you I m still singing to you... 编辑于2009/03/20更新