The Hummingbird

Album cover art for "The Hummingbird" by Barry Adamson

Barry Adamson - Pop

The Hummingbird

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Duration: 3:41

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] The hummingbird feeds at the four o'clock flower Got a gun in my hand so I kill every hour Done with the dirt and all the days in the shower Just to get the stink off of me [Chorus] It was furious, it was sweet Scrubbed away 'til underneath I could feel the white hot heat White hot heat on a hot white sheet Like a shock, I smelled the blood Then I could not get enough All the frenzy out of love Would not suffer from the bottom, the landscapes came alive [Verse 2] The humming bird whirs as I feast on the pink You can lead a horse to water, you can make him take a drink You think that you all know me, but it ain't quite what you think Here on Ballards Plantation [Chorus] But with a language outta reach With her faith, I did beseech 'Til my soul was all a-bleach Dry my eyes now as I stare into the sun And the world begins to fade With the choices we have made So commence a new charade Bright and shiny as a mirror, and the lanscapes came alive [Verse 3] The hummingbird feeds at the four o'clock flower Got a gun in my hand so I kill every hour Done with the dirt and all the days in the shower Never get the stink off of me [Chorus] Yeah, we whisper of the grass And the perfect way to pass And it's love for everlast Haul me over as I glide into the light 'Cause this final life of thrift See my mood begin to lift With a momentary shift No surprises on the radio, and the landscapes came alive

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Credits

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  • Barry Adamson