Headless Hawks

Fireflies trace half-moons on the air
But I'm not smiling

The sun is shining
There's flowers everywhere
But I don't want them today
Sheep on the meadow
They scream when I go near
And I start laughing

Sidewalk of the right
Is full of lovely light
But I prefer the darker road, and tunnel under solid stone
I wallow like a thief in gold
It's stronger to be all alone
But you already know, you know

Tone down your raindrops
And find your way home
Now, find your way home
So, show yourself home

A room without a ceiling
Hole without a cover
A tunnel without end is near
A cloud is making pictures

Tone down your raindrops
You can find your way home
You will show yourself
So, show yourself

A room without a ceiling
A hole without a cover
A tunnel without end is near
Clouds are making pictures
And veils are being lifted
Red, how it travels down

I'm sleeping under bridges
And counting on my fingers
Ways to make you sorry for it all
And I'm not laughing

Sidewalk of the right
Is full of lovely light
But I prefer the darker road, and tunnel under solid stone

Tone down your raindrops
And find your way home
Show yourself
Show yourself
Show yourself (find your way home)
So, show yourself (find your way home)