Bird Burning

For you, I carry fire
In my pockets, in the sockets of my body
I am the sun for a moment, slinky pink, can see only in a reflection
The hand in the fire beckons
And reaches for something strong, it strokes the flame beneath it

Stories show up, full of flutter
Bellies roll into fists
Somethings bound to happen if you plan for it

I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs

I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs

For you, I carry fire in my pockets, in the sockets of my body
I am the sun for a moment, slinky pink, can see only in a reflection
The hand in the fire beckons
It reaches for something strong, it strokes the flame beneath it

Stories show up, full of flutter
Bellies roll into fists
Somethings bound to happen if you plan for it

I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs

I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs

I carry fire
In my body
I am the sun
Only in a reflection
The hand in the fire beckons
It strokes the flame beneath it

Stories show up in the flutter
Bellies roll into fists
Something's bound to happen if you plan for it

I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs

I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs

I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs

I am bird burning
I am bird becoming air
Becoming rain
Becoming your hair
All the saliva between my bare legs