All that I know (that I know) Is dust when they go (when they go) Thought in the dock Now that isn't all(that isn't all) All I ask is a "so warm!" home Like I won't Oh! We had arms they bit the ends Oh! And what was a lot like them They know in those longish Summer days, dulled We were at the perfect age Born - kept below (kept below) Just strung alone (strung alone) Too loose to settle (That isn't all) All I ask is a "so warm!" home Like I won't Oh! We had arms they bit the ends Oh! And that was a lot like them They know - in those longish Summer days, dulled We were at the perfect age Distant warbling round my Deathbed They kick ass! But my heart is a Bird That should feast now Not wait