They know it's ?? This ?? blindfold When she crawls from the Himalayan rain Where the birds of prey are weapons on fire She's ridin' a landslide down to me Gettin' the desert under me Shakin' the dead birds from the trees Singing the only air we breathe ?? promise in the plate glass summer Don't call it death ?? plan She's ridin' a landslide down to me Sing the shackles off of me Shakin' the dead birds from the trees ?? the blood that I have ?? Comin' to see herself again Comin' to sing her song again Comin' to watch it all Comin' to see herself again Comin' to see herself again Comin' to watch it all