Here come the darkest birds To burst the bubble End of a perfect day Head full of trouble Here come the darkest birds All tar and feathers Why did none of them dream of trying To make things better? Those are the mimicking kind They are, they are I number myself among them The furthest star And this is the road I walked on When I shot you down All words of forgiveness useless They won't help me now And I should've been there for you When you called my name I promise to tread more lightly Though what's gone is gone It's such a shame Here come the darkest birds They've got their reasons All their pretty colours are gone Washed out of season Those are the soaring kind They are, they are I number yourself among them The brightest star And this is the road I walked on When I shot you down All words of forgiveness useless They won't serve me now And I should've been there for you When you called my name I promise to tread more lightly Though what's done is done It's such a shame