A sedge or siege of cranes
Risk their hearts to love again

A float of crocodiles
Tears that wash away your smile

And I say
That I'm alone here
With the sound of
Conversations neatly placed in tired mouths

To be a murderer of crows
Hide the blood stains in the snow

Lamentation gentle swans
The night will cry for you at dawn

And drove a flock of sheep
To where the secrets hardly keep

A barren span of mules
Trade their hands for broken tools

Oh unkindness ravens sing
Whose sorrow songs will bring

Lyrics submitted by foldsbaldwin

Alone Here (Ballad of Bunches of Things) song meanings
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