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Eater Of BirdsWhen desert begins to shift, and sand takes its formTrees turn with dust, breath like fire Their skin held their soul, But cut ‘em loose And watch ‘em fly Way, way up until we’re all blinded by the sun And black is light And sight is black Lay ‘em out and hold ‘em down No one’s leaving ‘til I’m euphoric! I am one with the wilderness! I stole the sky! I am the eater of birds! |