[00:00.00] 作曲 : Natalie Timmerman[00:15.54]Who shot the bird boy[00:15.93]And strung his body through the elm?[00:16.62]The townsfolk knew of no angel blood[00:21.39]But the huntsmen loved him like hell[00:22.17]At moonrise they would find him[00:24.63]Chewing a thistle ‘tween his teeth[00:29.82]For a cigarette, he’d spread those goosefeather wings[00:32.82]And weave to the tippy-tops of trees[00:34.38]Higher and higher, ‘till his lips could kiss the clouds[00:47.19]He’d rattle the grouse from their nests and[00:50.04]The men would fire from the ground[00:58.71]Who shot the bird boy[00:59.19]And sawed off both his wings?[01:04.41]Which of you men will shift your eyes[01:06.42]When asked, “Where did you find this meat?”[01:10.59]‘Cause we had three good feasts before[01:14.19]The silence in the woods felt wrong[01:18.75]When the hollers of the birdboy were[01:19.92]The only hint of birdsong[01:21.24]Deeper and darker, the hollowed night bled through to dawn[01:33.09]He’d rattle the trees but they were empty[01:50.91]A rain of nests upon the ground[01:56.55]Who shot the bird boy[01:56.94]And which of us is next?[01:57.42]When a handshake with the hunters[01:58.11]Won’t ever save you from being hunted[02:00.24]Ooh, ooh, ooh (oh, oh, oh, oh)[03:01.59]When the well runs dry or the waters rise[03:04.44]Where will the barrel be pointed?[03:05.10]When the anger festers and the huntin’ grounds wither[03:06.27]Where will the barrel be pointed?[03:06.90]Where will the barrel be pointed?[03:07.53]Where will the barrel be pointed?