Oh,
my baby is a string, oh,
my baby is a string, oh, my baby is a string
My sorrow is not the time,
my horse is broken,
the water is bored
I didn't hear the whistle today,
I'm bored,
oh, I'm bored
I don't hang from the cliff,
I kiss the water from the glass
The string bride, the feathered bride is coming,
she is coming
The feathered bride is weaving a way, the
string bride is rotting from the bowl
The feathered bride is dying of sorrow,
my horse is broken,
the water is bored
I didn't hear the whistle today,
I'm bored,
oh, I'm bored
I don't hang from the cliff,
I kiss the water from the glass
