Breathing this poison, alive but near death

Under the water, and holding my breath

But we were made to drink in the earth

Its river and gutters, its mountains of worth

Fur and feathers, and leather, and scales

They’ll tear you apart if they get the chance

Fur and feathers, and leather, and scales

They’ll rip you apart, I swear that they will

Up in the rafters without any lift

Equal parts laughter, intention, and gift

It was an accident, there was no thought

With no concentration or steadiness there

Falling into the sky

Up from the earth and into the sky

Lift off the ground and hover awhile

Do you think you could fly if you tried