Madhouse Promenade

I watched a cardinal dust the night off its wings
 I watched a cardinal dust the night off its wings
 I saw a shadow til I heard that red bird sing
 I see my breath and I hear winter's lonely gloom
 See my breath and I hear winter's lonely gloom
 One of these days, well the dogwoods are gonna bloom
 A decade of hot, heavenly summers
 Waitin' on an angel to call my number
 You left a trail of stars for me to find
 You left a trail of stars for me to find
 Well they gathered and spelled your name across the Piedmont sky
 Nothin' holds a flame to you at all
 I said nothin' holds a flame to you at all
 Oh and I've seen a shed that no? sunset in the fall
 A decade of hot heavenly summers
 Waitin' on an angel to call my number
 A decade of hot heavenly summers
 Waitin' on an angel to call my number
 A decade of hot heavenly summers
 Waitin' on an angel to call my number