Jackson Browne - The Birds Of St. Marks lyrics

(Verse) Oh, how sadly sound the songs the queen must sing of dyin' A prisoner upon her throne of melancholy sighing If she could see her mirror now She would be free of those who bow and scrape the ground beneath her feet (Verse 2) Silently she walks among her dyin' midnight roses Watches as each moment goes that never really know us And so it seems she doesn't care If she has dreams of no one there, within the shadows of her room (Chorus) But all my frozen words agree And say it's time to call back all the Birds I sent to fly behind the castle walls And I'm weary of the nights I've seen Inside these empty halls (Verse 3) Wooden lady turn and turn among my weary secrets And wave within the hours past and other empty pockets Maybe we've found what we have lost When we've unwound so many crossed entangling misunderstandings, but (Chorus) All my frozen words agree And say it's time to call back all the Birds I sent to fly behind the castle walls And I'm weary of the nights I've seen Inside these empty halls