Blackbird Raum Honey In The Hair
HONEY IN THE HAIR
I fill my mouth up with air, honey in the hair
I fill my life up with time, asleep in the vine, whiskey and wine
Who makes the wind blow, I don’t care, my eyes roll back in my head
I’m just walking in circles I see the lines in chalk on the ground
One day this will all come down
Someday this will all come crashing right down
So go on with your life we will bring you down
