Wild Birds Flock to Me - Peter Murphy

Looked like a blue eyes lonely boy

Hair skating to the ground

Read the air between the words

From a kingdom he was bound

In loving he gave all he could know

All lips lick like a wave

And the blue eyed lonely boy

To every friend a slave

Wild birds

Flock to me

Wild birds

Flock to me

You are the lamb, the king, the sun

Why do you hide away?

Put like a picture on the wall

No one to see your rays

You are inside of sight (an ark)

The fountain of your youth

Come like a moth burn in the flame

Take us though the roof

Wild birds flock to me

Soaring rocks for company

Pure people work on me

Love’s own necessity

Wild birds

Flock to me

Wild birds

Flock to me