Well the crowds ran the streets like rain in a ditch
And we’d leave this town as soon as breath it in
And black gulls made an oil streak across the sky
And the toll from the hill meant a man was about to die
We wore gowns to the death of the old house
Torn to ribbons in the birth of the new
And the smoke of our victories blackened the stars
But the sky still came crashing down hard, hard, hard
The sky still came crashing down hard
They raised an army, we raised a choir
And no hymns were ever sung for the ropes that kept him tied
They raised an army, we raised a choir
And no hymns were ever sung for the rops that kept him tied
And no one watch him go but you and I, but you and I
Just another black gull, just another dark stain
Against the tyranny of the sky (4x)
Well the crowd ran the streets like rain in a ditch
And we’d leave this town as soon as breath it in
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