Florence - Adam Barnes

We’re buried beneath with mountains to climb

We’re drowning away with water and wine

Were you watching the wolves, our very first kiss

Wipe the tears from your face, the taste from your lips

We’ll sit in communion, our hands in our laps

Writing prayers for a God who will never pray back

We won’t last for forever, make best with your time

We’re the last of our fathers, the first of our kind

So no one believes me, it wasn’t so easy to say

I offered the world to a heartbroken girl

and she left me and stole it away

This may sound ruthless, so honest and useless

but no one believes what I say

Oh I’ll follow the birds,

'cause they’re always there to chase

I’ll sit here remembering what I have got left

The scars;

the words that escape from my chest

Let the birds fly for winter to the heat of the south

I will die by the summer, I will die by myself

In the freshest of airs, the calmest of storms

With the blue lights approaching I’ll lay in your arms

I will die like religion, I’m weak with my facts

But the people will wait, oh the birds will come back

So Father believe me, it wasn’t so easy to say

I offered the world to a heartbroken girl

and she left me and stole it away

This may sound ruthless, so honest and useless

but no one believes what I say

Oh I’ll follow the birds,

'cause they’re always there to chase