Lyrics: Forgiveness Is A Cuckoo

Forgiveness is a cuckoo
That lays inside the brain
And eats the thoughts that otherwise
Might be consumed by hate

It needs a lot of feeding
And it leaves a lot of mess
When It leaves to breed with other birds
It heard without the nest

An empty bed of eggshells
Is all it leaves behind
Which magpies take to decorate
The inside of the mind

So that in another summer
When the crows and rooks bear down
They'll be bedazzled by the light
Of all the thoughts we found

And even if a cuckoo
Means that other birds have died
The call of every cuckoo
Is worth writing in The Times

Forgiveness is a cuckoo
That lays inside the brain
And eats the thoughts that otherwise
Might be consumed by hate