Birdland

I was a child

An open letter

To be read aloud to the throne

Caught in the spell of stormy weather

Mnemonic lies to behold

Whatever it is that's kept us together

I look to the sky and it's gone

Save one for me and I'll never forget you

Comin' alive in the cold

Comin' alive in the cold

Comin' alive in the cold

(And I say...)

So in a haze of feverish lights

Satyr arrives to the throne

We'll come together when the feeling's right

Comin' alive in the cold

Comin' alive in the cold

We're comin' alive in the cold