Sing Song Bird - Iron & Wine

Give me your shoulder, I’m a sing song bird

My savior says that I’m the words

I map across a daylight blinding you

Chicken-boned and with a ten-cent bunk

Claimed Jesus spoke, though I was drunk

Untied my shoe and told me what to do

Warn the boys are about the dimmer rooms

That try to woo them all with their cheap perfume

Rooms like this, a pathway to the fall

Warn the girls about the dimmer stars

That try to woo them all with the cheap guitars

The morning fades the glitter on their song

Warn the boys are about the dimmer rooms

That try to woo them all with their cheap perfume

The sun don’t sweat the souls that get the call

Warn the girls about the dimmer stars

That try to woo them all with the cheap guitars

Dear Lord, give me the strength to shade you all