Testo Stoned enough to gather in the night Dispatch

Stoned enough to gather in the night

Hold it now, hold tight to the line, then fall back
Those who are nearly drowned, don't fear the rain in the storm
On an earlier night, I would've known better
But tonight I'm tired, too tired to stay warm

Stoned enough, stoned enough, to gather in the night
If you're shaking, if you're shaking then come inside
4 and 20 blackbirds

There goes indigo bunting, a dark eyed junko at her side
They both looked like they'd been crying and I hesitated to ask why
There was a picture of a lost cat nailed to a tree, you could see it in its eyes
Woefully I, woefully I, stood there and tried to be

Stoned enough, stoned enough, to gather in the night
If you're shaking, if you're shaking then come inside

The finch was singing to the blackbirds in the pie
Sorry I, sorry I was ever born
But they paid him no mind, they were busy counting
The common grackle in the caucus, as the thrashers they aligned ... they were

Stoned enough, stoned enough, to gather in the night
If you're shaking, if you're shaking
If you're shaking then come inside
Come inside