Here I am…  on the road again…
Take me far away… before I go insane…
The life I chose… I can’t turn back now…
Gonna leave myself at home… and keep a hand on the plough

Blackbirds on the high wire…
Another night… a world on fire… (.38 … and script… the loaded queue…
Too hot to suppress…                  Nothing left to say… one thing left to do)
Too bold to bless.

There are no mistakes… ravens of a feather… following fate… blowing in the wind. Everything in place… ravens move in harmony… now it’s time to fly… it don’t matter why.

Turn another page.

Well… this pain is once again my friend…
And all the way to the bone…
And like ashes in the dirt…
There is nothing we can own.
And Christine… just wanted to be seen…
But couldn’t fly… and couldn’t get by… sweet sixteen…
The voyeurs got what they crave…
And Christine got her debut stage…

Blackbirds on the high wire…
Another night… a world on fire… (.38 … and script… the loaded queue…
Too hot to suppress…                  Nothing left to say… one thing left to do)
Too bold to bless.

Blackbirds at twilight…
Another soul another life…            (.38 … and script… the loaded queue…
I try to make amends…                Nothing left to try… one thing left to do)
With the things… I wish I could…
But never… ever can forget.

            Like ravens coming home…