The round of robins Hunted down the hawk They were high on honey From the lion's skull The robins' beaks were sharpened The hawk's claws were not They tore it into pieces Singing "arise to fall" The sky was screaming As it rained feathers and bones Collective dreaming We're all one and alone In the beak of the raven Hangs the rabbit's child Shrieking in terror Before its mother's eyes Mother leapt in vengeance Her mind aflame She drove her dull teeth Deep in that raven's neck The sky was screaming As it rained feathers and bones Collective dreaming We're all one and alone Her mind was screaming As it rained feathers and bones Collective dreaming The all-one is alone Scurry to cower Behind your throne The last to die will live alone Calling out to speak with ghosts In the end The birds will build nests With your hair and bones With your hair and bones You'll die upon a throne You'll die upon a throne You were the last to die And lived alone You are the final ghost And the birds sing songs To the tears in the sky