(lanegan/johnson)
Your voice is a mockingbird
Calling me when the day is gone
You please yourself with every word
Telling me where Im going wrong
Telling me where Ive gone wrong
Get me out its starting to burn
I cant let go for the life of me
Some hold tight, and some turn
Another fire out in front of me
My whole life out in front of me
You cant kill whats already dead
But I dont blame you for trying it
The sun comes up and falls away
Two little birds makin sense of it
Two mockingbirds making sense of it