peter blegvad and andy partridge - sacred objects كلمات الأغنية

first thing in the morning
last thing at night
sacred objects
come to light

sacred objects
once were rare
now you find them
everywhere

john henry’s hammer
all painted red
a loaded pistol
an empty bed

a cement mixer
a walking cane
the arrow on
a weather vane

a tired bird
flying south
sounds come from
its open mouth

yeah, sing it, tired bird!
a tired bird
to rest its wings
perches on one
of the sacred things

the light inside them
both is such
that nothing happens
when they touch

nothing happens
when it does
it’s almost like something
never was

the light inside them
both goes out
and where they were
is now in doubt

no more is seen
no more is heard
of its sacred perch
or the tired bird

a veil of silence
now descends
and like all stories
this one ends

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