Ready for the Dance

Bird

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Watchin’ my bird of prey
Doubled up not thinkin’ straight
Just wishin’ it all away - ee – EE
There's a knife in the chest
There's a twist in the gut
I can’t believe I can’t stand up

Never felt so close
Never saw the cracks appear
Now I see how mind melts matter
And youth disappears

Tho’ I am a spy
And I saw your rack
Tho I am a spy -
How did I get here?

Could I be just a page dropped from a book
Could I catalogue condition for some future reference?

After all, after all, after all …

There’s sand in water
There’s money in mud
There’s fish swimming east
There’s patterns in blood
There’s growth in space
There’s terror in change
There’s economy in waste
I can’t believe I can’t stand up

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