The smell of man that now scents your wings
And with that, brings a change in things
Banished forever from the sacred nest
On your snow-white breast
I feel there's still unrest

I said, hey, darlin' one
Your time [bad word] Hey, darlin' one

Five hundred midnights since have passed
Since I held you fast
You were safe at last
Wax burnt my finger like a clear blue flame
So young and tame
I was to blame

N' I call your name, darlin' one
Your time [bad word] I said hey, darlin' one
Your time has just begun

I cupped my hands around you
And I swore you would fly
My tears fell through the dirt
As I heaved you to the sky

And I heard, "Darlin' one
Your time [bad word] Your time [bad word] Hey, darlin', darlin', darlin' one"

Hey, darlin' one, your time [bad word]