Smashed Birds - Sóley

I walked the road when I realized my death

The road had notes about my pity, little past

I grabbed one note and put it in my pocket

With your birds

I walked the road

Until I came close to your house

Your house was floating on my water

I asked one tree one tree to take me in

To your house

And there I took all of your birds

And I smashed them in my pocket, oh

And then I cut the feathers off

And I made myself a beautiful dress

In your basement was a letter to myself

You wrote it when we were married

I took this note and put it in my mouth

With your words

And then I took all your words and

I ate them by the fire, oh

And then I tore the pages off

And I made myself a beautiful dress

I spoke your words out in your garden where

I built my new house near your flowers, trees and bees

I told our trees and bees to fly away

With your words and your birds

And then I took all your words

And I ate them by the fire, oh

And me and your smashed birds

We danced the whole night

And in the morning I climbed your tree

And flew away