
Birds
by Eiafuawn
on Birds In The Ground (2006)
I dress like a tree, in the winter
I'm bare
You dance like I breathe
Always choking on air
Can't make a play
You're falling apart
I'm calling you out
There's bugs on the moon
There's fish in the clouds
There's birds in the ground
There's rocks in my mouth
All the girls getting naked and shaking it out
I'm knocking
I'm hustling
I'm shutting it down
I hear the birds sing
Like your telephone ring
You'd be propping me up if you cared about things
I think its collapsing because nothing repeats: Black Jesus
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