Matt Armstrong - Good Morning, Magpie lyrics

A seam across the sky As if it was torn The sky is filling With flocks and swarms They burst through the branches They tumble and fall Little gods surveying their worlds Examining it all My wings are dusted With frost and cold For a little thing like you I'm too heavy a load You'll struggle and falter Amble around Just follow some other storm Cause I'll only weigh you down You carry me home My love Still you carry me home Little dove A change in the winds Smoke on the breeze The sky is filled With the scent of burning leaves The vapors rise From the glen in the east Where the path is clear for you and me You carry me home My love Still you carry me home Little dove You'll ride towards the sun As it guides you home But don't be afraid,little bird You aren't alone A hoard of friends Will keep darkness at bay You're the needle In the hay I'll take you with a steady hand Make the seam reborn The rip will be sewn up again By the same hand that had it torn You carry me home My love Still you carry me home Little dove Still you carry me home My love Still you carry me home Little dove Hear it approaching The shuffle of feet The clamor of metal And hounds in heat We'll steal away To the glen in the east Where the path is clear For you and me