White Bird Of Texas Lyrics

The last time I spoke to my aunt before she died She was describing to me this incredible owl that was sitting in a tree It meant nothing to me, but it means a lot more now Cause I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for the bird I'm waiting already, I know its my turn. All those cigarettes, alcohol this body's been through You're gonna know for sure when the bird comes for you. The last time I spoke to my __ (om?) before he died It was the very same week, one week before her. He was sitting alone in the study on the phone When a giant hawk flew by Said I'm Waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for the bird. I didn't expect to be noticed or heard. Oh Elizabeth help me I can't find the room You're gone for sure when the bird comes for you. Oh it is scary, and dark. It's cold to the bone. My body's not ready for my mind to learn I've just been consigned to rot here in the earth Said I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for the bird. I've seen it three times now, there's nothing to do. So don't be surprised if the sky's bright and blue When the white bird of Texas comes barreling through