Two Black Birds

The sky was red
When you said
You were leaving me

Those two black birds
Playing games
In the apple tree

There's no more losing out to fate
There's no more running by the lake
Or waiting
Or waiting

Cradled in my arms
You felt so safe
With me

Cradled in my arms
You waited patiently
Patiently

The sky was grey
On the day
Of your burial

Those two black birds
Playing games
On your aerial

There's no more losing out to fate
There's no more running by the lake
Or waiting
Or waiting

Cradled in my arms
You felt so safe
With me

Cradled in my arms
You waited patiently
Patiently