The Birds Of St. Marks-Jackson Browne

[00:00.00]The Birds Of St.Marks -Jackson Browne （克逊·布朗） [00:08.641]Oh how sadly sound the songs [00:12.251]The queen must sing of dying [00:16.271]A prisoner upon her throne [00:19.431]Of melancholy sighing [00:25.531]If she could see her mirror now [00:29.421]She would be free of those who bow and [00:33.411]Scrape the ground before her feet [00:40.381]Silently she walks [00:41.961]Among her dying midnight roses [00:46.811]Watches as each moment [00:50.911]Goes that never really know us [00:57.421]And so it seems she doesn't care [01:01.71]If she has dreams of no one there [01:05.111]Within the shadows of her room [01:11.921]But all my frozen words agree [01:17.890]And say it's time to [01:20.220]Call back all the birds I sent to [01:25.950]Fly behind her castle walls and I'm [01:31.650]Weary of the nights I've seen [01:35.640]Inside these empty halls [02:09.910]Wooden lady turn and turn [02:13.430]Among my weary secrets [02:16.990]And wave within the hours past [02:21.120]And other empty pockets [02:26.800]Maybe we've found what we have lost [02:30.500]When we've unwound [02:32.330]So many crossed entangling [02:36.350]Misunderstandings but [02:41.420]All my frozen words agree [02:47.320]And say it's time to [02:49.760]Call back all the birds I sent to [02:55.600]Fly behind her castle walls and I'm [03:00.860]Weary of the nights I've seen [03:05.170]Inside these empty walls