Lyrics:

All the little doves that won't come down
All the little mights in your mind
All the little doves that won't come down
All the fatal rites you despise

No such thing as a short recovery
Sewing sewing, so what?

Your blood veins, they frame a lottery
Sew! so? sew! sewing! so what?

In your bones again
What's beautiful?
Your empty nets

All the little dreams in your head (x2)
Are beautiful and dead
(repeat)

All the little doves that won't come down
All the little mights in your mind
All the little doves that won't come down
All the fatal rites you despise