The Afghan Whigs - Birdland lyrics

I was a child An open letter To be read aloud to the throne Caught in the spell of stormy weather Mnemonic lies to behold Whatever it is that's kept us together I look to the sky and it's gone Save one for me and I'll never forget you Comin' alive in the cold Comin' alive in the cold Comin' alive in the cold (And I say) So in a haze of feverish lights Satyr arrives to the throne We'll come together when the feeling's right Comin' alive in the cold Comin' alive in the cold We're comin' alive in the cold