See the rifle See the knife drop Watch the birds fall Hear the cars stall By himself, by herself Taste the signal, taste the signaled Call it over, call it open Works slowly, works so slowly Rests inside, rests on time Hear the sink dry, dried on time
I wear the wrong disguises You keep with open mindedness Broken mouths, spitting leaves Your hair is mine You taste unsure You see in air What's unconfirmed A broken mouth My broken mouth Sets us to depart