Lyrics The Peacock - Beirut

The Peacock

There’s an answer for I’m cold again
Back in the sand just like those soldier men
And even once I fell down in the narrow lanes
On the ground I lay
And I would say
Infernal heat can’t take the sound in here
Shake the trees see what falls out of them
In a city where nobody hears
A birds call fine fine winter’s here again
Calls and sings berlin, berlin
Among the camp we’re done with him
We’d shoot him down
But then but then
Where should I begin, begin
He’s the only one who knows the words