They, the birds spat out chimney nook
Ring round each other and say
"May I? You may, may I? You may"
Proffering one wing between two
The generosity of flight, gravity mocking
The generosity of flight, gravity mocking
A gift of union like a sharing bowl
Around them, time must move different
Around them, time must move different
The dip and the dart so fast, the birds
They age the day, wrinkle the hour
So off and to closing the shop
Go pull the nightmap down
Go roll out the mirrorball
Go roll out the mirrorball
And melt the blue buildings in song
