You move like a bird With a wounded wing Wounded nerves I sail like a summer lost To a cold front, freezing fog You move like a bird With a wounded wing Wounded nerves There is more down there than you know There is more down there than you know You move like a bird With a wounded wing Wounded nerves Silently, say what you hope Words are falling, there's a sudden breaking down A dead leaf in autumn, let it burn So am I this broken stone But reconstructing all of the runes You move like a bird With a wounded wing And wounded nerves There is more down there than you know There is more down there than you know