There Are Birds - The Ruby Suns

There's a place I like to go

I like to be alone when there

Are birds and it is cold

The grass is green and the trees sound

Like stories of times

That I don't want when the hat shows

And there was sky

The streets were steep still unsound

And there was life

Children playing with marbles

One sits upon a statue

As faces are designed

Looking forward back and at me

A language I don't know

It makes me want what I can't have:

A place in this pond

Could it be when they die