F#m       G#m          C#m 
I was not woken by the rooster 
                                      (the chords stay the 
F#m        G#m           C#m 
Nor by the crows's tough song 
F#m               G#m           
But  the midnight cry 
        C#m         F#m        
   Of a blood red bird           
        G#m             C#m 
Brought this sleeplessness on 

F#m       G#m           
Threw open the window 
C#m 
Moonlight on a Black garden of thorns 
F#m       G#m          C#m 
And the cool wind on my sweat 

F#m        
What cries home 
G#m          C#m 
Where cries from 
F#m       G#m                C#m 
A blood red bird lies in the woods 
F#m       G#m          C#m 
Weeping into dead leaves 
F#m       G#m          C#m 
With wing thorn and jutting bone 
F#m       G#m          C#m 
What hand bent it to bust 
To be useless 
What hand I could have done it 
With two fingers 

A blood red bird 
A blood red bird 

We can continually sink into  
        Each other 
Just deep enough to rip out 
        A bit more flesh 
When we move away 
A scarf of skin trailing out behind 

Like an arrow  
I was only passing through 
A blood red bird 
A blood red bird