One by one the songbirds sing
their long and last good morrows
As heads of corn they sway
and wave their last goodbye
Acid laughter sings a little longer
No more, no, no more sorrows
Newborn generation’s endless tears
of parted love they cry
One by one the songbirds sing
As heads of corn they sway
and wave a last goodbye
Neon lights fall back
into the welcome warm dark shadow
Moments torn, but always they had to try
Once more inside that anguish
One more night
deep inside the born-again rebirth
No less painful
yet the gift of life is a worthy fight
One by one
The songbirds sing
Their long and last good morrow
One by one
The songbirds sing
Where now our matron
our only solid stone
our true soul mother
Where is she
to calm the madness
To turn down beds
and give homage
to the polished tiles glimmer
The gold oak doors are opened
We see the children deep inside
Safe, in far away full night’s sleep
One by one the songbirds sing
One by one the songbirds sing
We walk away
with hands inside our pockets
We walk away
under the silver, middle-night moon
One by one the songbirds sing
their long and last good morrow
One by one the songbirds sing
As heads of corn they sway
and wave a last goodbye
And one by one they sway
and wave a last goodbye
