Wooden Woodpecker Conversion Lyrics

Mar De Grises Wooden Woodpecker Conversion

Woodpecker A:
Pecking the rays of the sun
Watching the falling of a tree
Stop this nonsense at once!
And swallow the flow of the sea

Woodpecker B:
But wooden is the tool of fate
Drawing the dawn ofmy tears
Let me peck a hole in wood
And plunge myself into bliss

Wooden woodpecker:
No longer a tree I'll call
This wooden-hearted sun in me
As a tree is what I'm now
Living the rotting ofmy seed