In our days
We will live
Like our ghosts will live

Pitchin' glass at the cornfield crows
And foldin' clothes
Like stubborn boys across the road
We'll keep everything

Grandma's gun and the black bear claw
That took her dog
And when Sister Lowry says "Amen,"
We won't hear anything

The ten-car train will take that word
That fledgling bird
And the fallen house across the way
It'll keep everything:
The babies' breath, our bravery wasted, and our shame..

And we'll undress beside the ashes of the fire
Both our tender bellies wound in baling wire
All the more a pair of underwater pearls
Than the oak tree and its resurrection fern

In our days
We will say
What our ghosts will say

We gave the world
What it saw fit
And what'd we get

Like stubborn boys
With big green eyes
We'll see everything

And the timid shade
Of the autumn leaves
And the buzzard's wing

And we'll undress beside the ashes of the fire
Our tender bellies all wound around in baling wire
All the more a pair of underwater pearls
Than the oak tree and its resurrection fern

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
1
1.17
Saves The Day Nightingale Lyrics
Joaquín Sabina Princesa Lyrics