The Station

I will watch the sparrows

Swim into the stack

Here's where you will find us

Stirring in our pass

If you have it in you

Let it move across you, Heather

Twenty buildings pass you

You'll be like the birds

You will sleep in blood beds

Of rivers wrapped in dark red, Heather

Like them who line the fences

You'll be like the birds

Have you seen the houses

Charging in their bays?

Once they're drenched in Moon Days

We will fly to graves

If you have it in you

Let it move across you, Heather

Twenty buildings pass you

You'll be like the birds

You will sleep in blood beds

Of rivers wrapped in dark red, Heather

Like them who line the fences

You'll be like the birds

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