The sun above me and a concrete floor below Scratch at the chain links, maybe bare my teeth for show Fed twice a day, I don't go hungry anymore Feel in my bones just what the future has in store I pace in circles So the camera will see Look hard at my stripes There'll be no more after me Laze by the shoreline while the sailors disembark Scratch out a place to sit and rest down in the dark Smell something burning downwind just a little ways They set up camp and sing and sweat and work for days
I have no fear of anyone I'm dumb and wild and free I am a flightless bird And there'll be no more after me In Costa Rica, in a burrow underground Climb to the surface, blink my eyes and look around I'm all alone here as I try my tiny song Claim my place beneath the sky, but I won't be here for long I sang all night The moon shone on me through the trees No brothers left And there'll be no more after me