dead birds are singing songs to me dead birds are singing songs to me
they interweave their harmonies
and when i try to speak to them
their singing comes out from my mouth
dead birds are singing songs to me
they let me know all mysteries
and secrets melt before their feet
that come to me in fevered dreams
and i'm surrounded by all of my life
every moment has come back alive
and i can feel there is no death
when one day i become a newly dead bird
dead birds are singing songs to me
their voices seek to intercede
and if i try i can make out
their ringing rolling syrup sound
dead birds are singing songs to me
in sharps and flats and unknown keys
and history flows from their beaks
landing upon my tv screen
and i'm surrounded by all of my life
every moment has come back alive
and i can feel there is no death
when one day i become a newly dead bird
dead birds are singing songs to me
they act like friends i've never seen
and when i look into their eyes
they make my voice harmonize
dead birds are singing songs to me
they turn the air into a sheet
and i am part of the cloth
that makes up every bit of life
and i'm surrounded by all of my life
every moment has come back alive
and i can feel there is no death
when one day i become a newly dead bird
when one day i become a newly dead bird
marc - vocals, guitar
janie - keyboards
amelia - violins
spencer - bass, drums
larissa - trumpets
written by marc