Shrike (Hozier)

I couldn't utter my love when it counted Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now The light's on above, but never would form Like a cry at the final breath that is drawn Remember me, love, when I am reborn As a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn I had no idea on what ground I was founded All of that goodness is gone with you now There when I met you, my virtues uncounted All of my goodness is gone with you now Driving along, following your form Hung like the pelt of some prey you had worn Remember me, love, when I am reborn As a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn I fled to the city with so much discounted Ah, but I'm flying like a bird to you now Back to the hedgerows where bodies are mounted Ah, but I'm flying like a bird to you now I was hatched by your warmth, thus transformed By your grounded and giving and darkening scorn Remember me, love, when I'm reborn As the shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn