China Bird lyrics

Artist  : Patty Smith 
Song : China Bird
 

Oh the story's told been told retold

From
the sacred scriptures to the tabloids

All
the fuss and fight none above a whisperThe soul
of gold the belly of a boy



Well they
drew him from the forestLike they draw bloodTied
him to a tree like St. Sebastian

And he
turned his head and let the arrows fly

Through the trees, the trees

The
ornamental leaves



Boy cried wolfWolf
don't comeWolf withinBoy cried wolf

In the
ancient mold they're dancing down

Calling
to the moon but it don't answer

And they
fell on their knees

and passed the bowl
aroundAnd the blood the blood the sacramental
blood



Boy cried wolf

Wolf
don't come

Wolf within

Boy cried
wolf



I am the body I am the
stream

I am the wake of everything

They bring me flowers that are myself

Garlands of blood that are myself

Slain
the lamb that is himself



Torn reborn
the cries of our dismay

Are nothing to the
wind but whose to mind

Kings are lifted up
and kings are thrown



Lost received
retrieved

The human tide



Innocence had its dayInnocence had its
dayInnocence innocence