We're the day birds. Deciding to fly against the sky. Within our dreams we all wake up. To kiss the ones who are born to die. We're the greying herds. Hurting each other with our lives. Within our dreams we all wake up. To kiss the ones who are born. Born to die born to die. The drum fish. They beached themselves in hara-kiri. The blackbirds. They fell in thousands from the sky. Their red wings. Streaming down from the higher seas. Deflected by the ground. They crowned the sun. They crowned the sun. But I believe that they are free. When their time was done. They were drowned by the only One. But I believe that they are free. Washed by the sun. Our statues. The soaring edifice of our times. Detracted from the ways of the wise. The future will view all history as a crime. So father tell us when is the time to rise. They crowned the sun. They crowned the sun. But I believe that they are free. When their time was done. They were drowned by the only one. But I believe that they are free. They crowned the sun. They crowned the sun. But I believe that they are free. And we believe that they are free. Cus' I believe that they are me. Washed by the sun