The Hawk Oh, I don't want to let it go back to this sorrow Love took me up like a hawk, now I'm frozen in flight Ah, don't look down at the drop, don't look up at the night Is that the old frontier? What is this fierce loss? I can see it from here, I can feel what it costs It's a long walk down the echoing hallway A sharp shoulder-push and the exit door gives way To a frozen mute hush lit from the snow below And in the intimate hush you can hear how the stars glow Tonight it's cold as fuck, the wind an incessant whine I feel down on my luck, feel the crawling of time But dust into dust, we head back where we came And we get off the bus and we hand in our names Oh, I don't want to let it go back to this sorrow