The Blood Brothers - I Know Where The Canaries And The Crows Go lyrics

Why can't We let Our mouths Devour Each other? Why can't we turn those miles into inches Letters into breath, years into seconds? (We always said we'd return to the candy coated jungle) Why can't We let Our mouths Devour? We always said that we would return to See what kind of orchird our heart seeds grew I know where the canaries go I know where the crows go (So pick up the f**ing phone baby) I wrote you a letter Just the other day My friend it said "Tonight my body lays crucified Across the carcus That our love grew Tonight black feathers float From the sky like It's raining lies Tonight my lungs are hanging From a telephone wire My lungs are hanging From a telephone wire My lungs are hanging From a telephone wire Where did our hearts go? Where did our hearts go? Where did our hearts go? Where did the crows go? Where did our hearts go? Where did our hearts go? Where did the crows go? Where did our hearts go? Where did our hearts go? Where did the crows go? Where did our hearts go? Where did the crows go? Whoa-whoa whoah Our mouths are limp mouths Our mouths are limp Whoa-whoa whoah Our mouths are limp mouths Our mouths are limp We said we'd return for our petrified hearts Put our name to the parchment made a pact in the dark Guaze gagged beaks may pump and beat but sealed inside are secrets screaming to speak Whoa-whoa whoah Our mouths are limp mouths Our mouths are limp Whoa-whoa whoah Our mouths are limp mouths Our mouths are limp Whoa-whoa whoah Our mouths are limp mouths Our mouths are limp Whoa-whoa whoah Our mouths are limp mouths Our mouths are limp Ate the smiles off our children Ate the leather off our birth skin I know where the canaries go I know where the crows go (So pick up the f**ing phone baby) Have we wasted our whole lives s**ing candy coated bullets from the chemical gun? Every car that pa**es on this crooked highway bears your face on it's grill Every headlight casts your shadow onto my open hear vigil I know where the canaries go, baby I know where the crows go I know where the canaries go, baby I know where the crows go They go into f**ing skeletons