Lyrics Hundreds Of Sparrows - Sparklehorse

Hundreds Of Sparrows

every hair on your head is counted
you are worth hundreds of sparrows
the tree you planted has become fecund
with kamikaze hummingbirds
wings of hundreds of beats per second
of people whose wings are just a blur
afraid our eyes might become impaled
by their sharp and tiny beaks
I’m so sorry
my spirit’s rarely in my body
it wanders through the dry country
looking for a good place to rest