Karen Elson

The birds they circle in the sky
Oh the birds they circle in the sky
the birds the circle in the sky
for all the blood red tears I cried
Oh, the birds they circle in the sky
see the man as he rushes towards the sun
see the man as he rushes towards the sun
the man as he rushes towards the sun
straight into the arms of another one
see the man as he rushes towards the sun
But I hold a secret in my bones