I Know Where The Canaries And The Crows Go

Why can't
We let
Our mouths
Devour
Each other?
Why can't we turn those miles into inches
Letters into breath, years into seconds?
(We always said we'd return to the candy coated jungle)
Why can't
We let
Our mouths
Devour?
We always said that we would return to
See what kind of orchird our heart seeds grew

I know where the canaries go
I know where the crows go
(So pick up the fucking phone baby)
I wrote you a letter
Just the other day
My friend it said
"Tonight my body lays crucified
Across the carcus
That our love grew
Tonight black feathers float
From the sky like
It's raining lies
Tonight my lungs are hanging
From a telephone wire
My lungs are hanging
From a telephone wire
My lungs are hanging
From a telephone wire
Where did our hearts go?
Where did our hearts go?
Where did our hearts go?
Where did the crows go?
Where did our hearts go?
Where did our hearts go?
Where did the crows go?
Where did our hearts go?
Where did our hearts go?
Where did the crows go?
Where did our hearts go?
Where did the crows go?
Whoa-whoa whoa
Our mouths are limp mouths
Our mouths are limp
Whoa-whoa whoa
Our mouths are limp mouths
Our mouths are limp

We said we'd return for our petrified hearts
Put our name to the parchment made a pact in the dark
Guaze gagged beaks may pump and beat
But sealed inside are secrets screaming to speak
Whoa-whoa whoa
Our mouths are limp mouths
Our mouths are limp
Whoa-whoa whoa
Our mouths are limp mouths
Our mouths are limp
Whoa-whoa whoa
Our mouths are limp mouths
Our mouths are limp
Whoa-whoa whoa
Our mouths are limp mouths
Our mouths are limp
Ate the smiles off our children
Ate the leather off our birth skin

I know where the canaries go
I know where the crows go
(So pick up the fucking phone baby)
Have we wasted our whole lives
Sucking candy coated bullets
From the chemical gun?
Every car that passes on this
Crooked highway bears your face on it's grill
Every headlight casts your shadow
Onto my open hear vigil
I know where the canaries go, baby
I know where the crows go
I know where the canaries go, baby
I know where the crows go
They go into fucking skeletons