I am a bird up on your railing and the tangle in your sheets

you’re the butcher with his clever and the Miller to my wheat

you’re  jackal girl a raven lay me down and start to eat I´m the terror- stricken rabbit

and bloodhound at your feet

but oh, you will wake up one morning

babe and I’ll be gone,

yeah you will rise and you’ll find that I have left with the dawn.

I’ll head west across the desert feel the wind upon my hair

you’re the hunter with his shotgun I’m the tired and hungry bear

you’re the lion on the mountain crack my bones inside your lair.

I’m the farmer of your foothills and the carpet ob your stair

But oh will wake up one morning

Babe and I’ll be gone,

yeah you’ll a rise and you’ll find that. I have left with the dawn

I’ll ride deep into the evening as the boulder turn to turn to rust

see the scorpion at the river shift his claws upon my dust

the police on the highway knock me down and tie me up.

I’m the boatman with this pennies and the gives his trust

but oh you will wake up one morning and

I’ll be gone

yeah you’ll arise and you’ll find that I’ve left you a song.

but oh you will wake up one morning and

I’ll be gone

yeah you’ll arise and you’ll find that I’ve left you a song.