Strange birds watching our skies.
Love birds tearing guilty clouds
Nd above the Eiffel tower blackened
Magpies dashing to Los Angeles
Listen to me, passerine angel,
Take my hand, its full of rust,
I won’t let you suffer in polluted heavens,
I won’t let you desire what’s vain and taken
My heart’s syrup will rapture your endangered glow
Take this ring on your leftest feather
Do not make a noise, passerine lover,
For I have seen your heart shine in the dust
I saw your soul, I saw unknown love birds,
Let me adore your darkest feather,
Glow like a shadow on this polluted river,
Let me clear your skies, cover your path of copper.
That’s truth I swear, I love a bird,
Only saw its glow on my soul’s darkest water
But the splash of it made me wonder
Is there more to life than his hours?
That’s love, I swear, I truly love her,
I shall let these rhymes circle her nightmares,
Soften the fury touch of her eyes,
That’s love, I swear, I love a bird