Sky Cries Mary - Don't Forget The Sky lyrics

A crooked old spine With a cane in his hand Is taking his shoes for a walk He still marches in tune From his days with the band He listens to the mourning birds talk There's a knife in his back That keeps the blood from running out He says it's been there for years He laugh when he cries He's got a crooked old spine He drinks a wine made of tears Don't Forget the Sky This crooked old spine Once had a love Who moved the heavens above He prays to the wind Reaches under his skin And offers his heart to the sun There's a knife in his back That keeps the blood from running out He says it's been there for years He's wait'n for the day At the end of the night When the sun burns away all his fears Don't Forget the Sky