 He's got feathers in his pockets
He finds them lying by the side of the road
Along the train tracks, by the water
He thinks about the seed he has sown
He feels something tugging at him
That pulls him close and lets him go, he pulls it close, he lets it go
He pulls you close and he lets you go
His body's growing heavy underneath this mortal load
Raise them higher, raise them higher
These old bones just want to fly tonight
Raise them higher, raise them higher
She's got wings back behind her eyes
Some days the colors catch them, lift her off of the earth
In the morning, before the mirror
She wonders how much eggs are worth
She feels something, something breaking
That pulls her close and lets her go, she pulls it close, she lets it go
She pulls you close and she lets you go
Her lips are saying no while her body is giving birth
Raise them higher, raise them higher
These old bones just want to fly tonight
Raise them higher, raise them higher
These old bones are going to fly tonight
Raise them higher, raise them higher
Raise them higher, raise them higher
Raise them higher, raise them higher
Raise them higher, raise them higher
Raise them higher, raise them higher
Raise them higher, raise them higher, higher, higher, higher
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