His little hook   Your little eyelid   The iris dilates while the heart implodes   And when he comes   And you're dreaming   His mouth still denies what your heart just knows, oh no      Nobody would ever have known   No light in the dark would have shown   How you would reply      When the bombs finished falling   And ashes were drifting along the roads   Little child, how you lifted your eyes to the air   And the ancient shapes of crows      And nobody would ever have known   No hand and no eye would have shown   How you would reply