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Text: Funeral For A Friend. Owls (are Watching).

Open windows above the sill, flowers bloom to make the air less chilled,
Condescending statements of people in their cars,
Waiting for the radio to save their lives, are you watching,
Tell me are you watching, are you listening at all?

If it?s better protected.
The sights unseen,
Dark skies surround you
Whatever that means.

And there's a light on and no-one?s home,
Tell me did you leave the light on?
There's a light on and no-one is home,
Tell me did you leave the light on?

Owls in the night skies watching us pass by,
Like ships in the night, covered in silver light.
Owls in the night skies watching us pass by,
Like ships in the night, covered in silver light.

Are they waiting to take it away from me?
Eyes burn like matches and gasoline.

And there's a light on and no-one's home,
Tell me did you leave the light on?
There's a light on and no-one is home,
Tell me did you leave the light on?

Owls in the night skies watching us pass by,
Like ships in the night, covered in silver light.
Owls in the night skies watching us pass by,
Like ships in the night, covered in silver light.

Owls in the night skies watching us pass by,
Like ships in the night, covered in silver light.
Waiting for the radio to save our lives, are you watching,
Tell me are you watching, are you listening at all?

(Grazie a MorganaMoon per questo testo)