Gather the Feathers

Bloodthirsty dogs
Soft and lolling
With the chicken wire broken
All of their instincts satisfied

You were underwater
By the time you were awoken
You were upon the water choking
The chlorine bit your eyes

Gather all of the feathers, a bucket
Dawn was cold, it was dark
Rouse the dogs with a kick to the gut
And you bury the bones in the boneyard
Stop and wonder what time of the day is
You guess around five o'clock
Mend the fence or what is left of it
Down in the distance, the sound of a bark
Gather all of the feathers, a bucket
Dawn was cold, it was dark
Rouse the dogs with a kick to the gut
And you bury the bones in the boneyard

You cannot blame them, the mangy curs
Look what they've done
Look what they've done!
You cannot blame them, the mangy curs
Look what they've done
Well, how could you?
In my home
In this yard
To leave me bones
How could you?
In my home
In my home
Oh, in my home!

Gather all of the feathers, a bucket
Dawn was cold, it was dark
Rouse the dogs with a kick to the gut
And you bury the bones in the boneyard
Stop and wonder what time of the day is
You guess around five o'clock
Mend the fence or what is left of it
Down in the distance, the sound of a bark
Gather all of the feathers, a bucket
Dawn was cold, it was dark
Rouse the dogs with a kick to the gut
And you bury the bones in the boneyard
Stop and wonder what time of the day is
You guess around five o'clock
Mend the fence or what is left of it
Down in the distance, the sound of a bark