Sky的天空

折翼的鳥，在美國的河口
I was a quick wet boy 我曾是個愛哭的男孩

Diving too deep for coins 曾經為了找錢幣而潛得太深

All of your street light eyes 你那直視前方的盲目雙眼

Wide on my plastic toys 視線落在我的塑膠玩具上

And when the cops closed the fair 當警察把集市關起時

I cut my long baby hair 我剪掉了我嬰兒般的長髮

Stole me a dog-eared map 你偷了一小片地圖給我

And called for you everywhere 而我到處在尋找你



Have I found you?

Flightless bird, jealous, weeping

Or lost you?

American mouth

Big pill looming



Now Im a fat house cat

Nursing my sore blunt tongue

Watching the warm poison rats

Curl through the wide fence cracks kissing on magazine photos

Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean Blood of Christ mountain stream