Three days was the morning   My focus three days old   My head, it landed   To the sounds of cricket bows      I am proud man anyway   Covered now by three days      Three ways was the morning   Three lovers in three ways   We knew when she landed   Three days she'd stay      I am a proud man anyway   Covered now by three days      We saw shadows of the morning light   Shadows of the evening sun   Till the shadows and the lights were one      Shadows of the morning light   Shadows of the evening sun   Till the shadows and the lights were one      True hunting is over   No herds to follow   Without game, men prey on each other   The family weakens by the bite we swallow      True leaders gone   Of land and people   We choose no kin but adopted strangers   The family weakens by the length we travel      All of us with wings   All of us with wings      All of us with wings   All of us with wings   All of us with wings   All of us with wings      Erotic Jesus lay with his Mary's   Loves his Mary's   Bits of puzzle   Fitting each other   All now with wings      Oh my Mary's   Never wonder   Night is shelter   For nudity's shiver   All now with wings      [Incomprehensible]