Three days was the morning

My focus three days old

My head, it landed

To the sounds of cricket bows I am proud man anyway

Covered now by three days Three ways was the morning

Three lovers in three ways

We knew when she landed

Three days she'd stay I am a proud man anyway

Covered now by three days We saw shadows of the morning light

Shadows of the evening sun

Till the shadows and the lights were one Shadows of the morning light

Shadows of the evening sun

Till the shadows and the lights were one True hunting is over

No herds to follow

Without game, men prey on each other

The family weakens by the bite we swallow True leaders gone

Of land and people

We choose no kin but adopted strangers

The family weakens by the length we travel All of us with wings

All of us with wings All of us with wings

All of us with wings

All of us with wings

All of us with wings Erotic Jesus lay with his Mary's

Loves his Mary's

Bits of puzzle

Fitting each other

All now with wings Oh my Mary's

Never wonder

Night is shelter

For nudity's shiver

All now with wings [Incomprehensible]