Birds eye, birds eye
Birds eye view
I've got one long arrow pointed at you
Ginger, nutmeg, cinnamon, too
Heat and steam are the source of the stew
Heat and steam are the source of the stew
I wish there, wish there were a token
I could give you, I could give you for the passage
Leaving, leaving this form opened
Your skin, your flesh, your heart, you break open
Your skin, your flesh, your heart open
With hands outstretched
I forgive you
I forgive you
I wish there were something
I could give you
I forgive you
Your skin, your flesh, you break open
I forgive you
I forgive you
I forgive you
