Headless Hawks from The Bad Wife

Fireflies trace half-moons on the air, but I'm not smiling Sun is shining, there's flowers everywhere But I don't want them today Sheep are in the meadow, they scream when I go near And I start laughing The sidewalk of the right, is full of lovely light But I prefer the darker road, and tunnel under solid stone I wallow like a thief in gold It's stronger to be all alone, but you already know You know Tone down your raindrops And find your way home Now, now, find your way home So, show yourself home A room without a ceiling A hole without a cover A tunnel without end is near Clouds are making pictures Tone down your raindrops You can find your way home You can show yourself home So, show yourself A room without a ceiling A hole without a cover A tunnel without end is near Clouds are making pictures And veils are being lifted Red - how it travels down! I'm sleeping under bridges And counting on my fingers Ways I'll make you sorry for it all And I'm not laughing The sidewalk of the right, is full of lovely light But I prefer the darker road, and tunnel under solid stone Tone down your raindrops And find your way home Show yourself, oh Show yourself So, show yourself (find your way home) So, show yourself (find your way home)