Only The Birds

It finds the veins
the stretch of road from your heart
to your brain

It finds the veins
feeding sunlight down the back of your legs
you're rooted now

What have you become
only the birds know what you've done
you're rooted now
you're rooted now

Your twisted fingers breathe
from your nails grow the leaves
but not of green

What have you become
only the birds know what you've done
you're rooted now
you're rooted now

So throw your head back and
open your mouth
your thickened spine comes rushing out
choke as it grows
you won't miss breathing
your lungs mean nothing now
your heart is a useless knot
the sun has forgotten

All for the birds
all for the birds
only the birds know what you've done
they feed your secrets to their young