June Madrona - Bellingham Wind lyrics

Their bellies are full of dead bodies of crabs They cracked on the street and tore at with their mouth And the tide is coming in And a storm is coming in And the waves crashing over each other Dark birds hanging motionless in the wind Kids go grab your kites and tie up your coats tight Trees rock back and forth and crash into the power lines And maybe the stars will come out tonight If we lit a fire could it stand the bellingham wind Dark birds handing motionless in the wind Watching we join them Reaching into grey light Wait till the storm blows Back into the sea again Dark birds hanging motionless in the wind