Lyrics:

Three days was the morning my focus three days old my head it landed, to the sound of cricket bows I am a proud man anyways covered now by three days.... Three ways was the morning three lovers in three ways we knew when she landed three days she'd stay I am a proud man anyways covered now by three days... we saw shadows of the morning light shadows of the evening sun till the shadows and the light were one shadows of the morning light shadow of the evening sun till the shadows and light were one True hunting's over, no herds to follow without game, men prey on each other the family weakens, by the bites we swallow True leaders gone, of land and people we choose no kin, but adopted strangers the family weakens, by the lengths we travel and all of with wings all of us with wings all of us with wings all of us with wings all of us with wings all of us with wings Erotic Jesus, lays with his Marys loves his Marys bits of puzzle, fitting each other all now with wings Oh my Marys never wonder night is shelter, for nudity's shiver all now with wings