Vultures

The vultures are spinning round
To come and get their share
The vultures are circlin’ down
To come and get what they know is theirs

My mind it hurts from thinking thought
of shoulda-coulda-woulda-oughts
My heart it pains from telling lies
And keeping my soul locked up inside

The tension pulls my skin is tight
I can see now we need to fight
In a glass box in the thunder sky
You got nothin to loose if you never try

(Instrumental Break)

Go to the river to clear your brain
Go to the river to ease your pain
Spider woman crawling in the dark of the night
Black bird singing in the cool moonlight