Birds of the Meadow

I didn't come to ask you How you're doing these days Didn't come to roll no stones away, no I've come to tell you that the end is nigh I've come to prophesize You wanted a messenger and I am thee Your heebie jeebie man, in ecstasy But my eyes are blazing and I'm mental dark You better hark Fire is coming, fire is coming Birds of the meadow, birds of the meadow Fire is coming, fire is coming Birds of the meadow, birds of the meadow Honey, I'm a wild one and I'm dressed in rags I roll you over, turn your bedside up, yeah Before the whole thing's over, you're gonna shout my name I don't care if you believe me Fire is coming, fire is coming Birds of the meadow, birds of the meadow Fire is coming, fire is coming Birds of the meadow, birds of the meadow Fire is coming, fire is coming Birds of the meadow, birds of the meadow Fire is coming, fire is coming Birds of the meadow, birds of the meadow --- Birds of the Meadow - Josh Ritter