F#m G#m C#m
I was not woken by the rooster
(the chords stay the
F#m G#m C#m
Nor by the crows's tough song
F#m G#m
But the midnight cry
C#m F#m
Of a blood red bird
G#m C#m
Brought this sleeplessness on
F#m G#m
Threw open the window
C#m
Moonlight on a Black garden of thorns
F#m G#m C#m
And the cool wind on my sweat
F#m
What cries home
G#m C#m
Where cries from
F#m G#m C#m
A blood red bird lies in the woods
F#m G#m C#m
Weeping into dead leaves
F#m G#m C#m
With wing thorn and jutting bone
F#m G#m C#m
What hand bent it to bust
To be useless
What hand I could have done it
With two fingers
A blood red bird
A blood red bird
We can continually sink into
Each other
Just deep enough to rip out
A bit more flesh
When we move away
A scarf of skin trailing out behind
Like an arrow
I was only passing through
A blood red bird
A blood red bird