Long Black Cloud

I Watch the birds come circling down
Pick the bones from off the ground
And all the zombies who dwell around here
Pay no attention as they disappear
Gone is the world into which I was born
The goodness of the womb from which I was torn

So this is my song
In a world gone wrong
Underneath that sky
Where the night comes crashin down

Shall I do crack or heroine or ketamine now
Suck the dreams from my vision
With a baleful smile
Ruminating on the gardens of my childhood days
As the streets they fill up with all this lost parade

So this is my song
In a world gone wrong
Underneath that sky
Where the night comes crashin down

Gone is the shadow of death when the bottle is Come
Come is the shadow of death when the bottle is Done
Gone is the shadow of death when the bottle is Come
Come is the shadow of death when the bottle is Done
Gone is the shadow of death when the bottle is Come
Come is the shadow of death when the bottle is Done

So this is my song
In a world gone wrong
Underneath that sky
Where the world comes crashin down