If I could hawk my love
Could I trade for your wings
To cover me unless I fall
Half alive, I heard the most brilliant lie
Sleep is eyes, closed to light
Deaths the mind wide open

You can't stutter when you're talking with your eyes
Like cutting out your tongue to save face
Or feeding on the blood that's running from a black rain

Cry on black rain
Cry on black rain
Cry on black rain
Cry on black rain

If I could hawk my love
Could I trade for your wings
To cover me unless I fall
Sleep is eyes, closed to light
Deaths the mind wide open

You can't stutter when you're talking with your eyes
Like cutting out your tongue to save face
Or feeding on the blood that's running from a black rain

Cry on black rain
Cry on black rain
Cry on, cry on black rain
Black rain (cry on)
Black rain (cry on)
(Cry on)

You can't stutter when you're talking with your eyes
Like cutting out your tongue to save face
Or feeding on the blood that's running from a black rain