Starling, you were right, I am the jealous kind Whoever would have guessed? Starling, now I am shut out and confined Even within my nest What, what does it take to make it through another day If a feather lined with his words becomes a blade? Starling, when he screams he screams in black and white Just like the magpie Shattered night then I woke Not to a lonely lark, but to a raven’s cry If a feather lined with his words becomes a blade Then what, what will it take to make it through another day? So when they play, play the song Sing along It could be your turn to shine If you know the lines Hey, what’s that you say? «You can find, find him online Most of the time these days» «Is that right?» I say You were right, Starling