They know it's ??  This ?? blindfold  When she crawls from the Himalayan rain  Where the birds of prey are weapons on fire  She's ridin' a landslide down to me  Gettin' the desert under me  Shakin' the dead birds from the trees  Singing the only air we breathe    ?? promise in the plate glass summer  Don't call it death ?? plan  She's ridin' a landslide down to me  Sing the shackles off of me  Shakin' the dead birds from the trees  ?? the blood that I have ??    Comin' to see herself again  Comin' to sing her song again  Comin' to watch it all  Comin' to see herself again  Comin' to see herself again  Comin' to watch it all