Starlingfall

Starlings fly in strict formation
Over the steel trees that served us well
Feral now, how they adapted
When the world below them fell

These tarmac roads I travel alone
Are strewn with glass and paved with blood
Conditioned now to accept the fatal
Pity we’re not made of stronger stuff

Some things in my life they cling and stain, oh-a-oh
My childhood nightmares stay close at hand, yeah yeah yeah
I feel I’m falling, falling down, down towards the ground
Please let me wake before I land

Self abuse triggered these dreams
Wounds I lay open they swallow me in
Remember the womb… helpless but safe?
Must we rely… on others to win?
Why must we rely…. on anyone else at all?

Some things in my life they cling and stain, oh-a-oh
My childhood nightmares stay close at hand, yeah yeah yeah
I feel I’m falling, falling down, down towards the ground
Please let me wake before I land

Snatches of dreams
I’m past it all
Falling down through
A crack in the wall
Haunted by sight
I’m blind in my fear
Trapped in its spin
Too low to hear

Starlings fly in strict formation
Over the ruins our fathers built
Stricken and twisted they blight the landscape
But starlings know not of our guilt