Death Wish - Bowerbirds

Now I know your light

I know myself

I still don't know much else

You race toward the future

I'm slow as a kettle

And we waltz on a tilted world

Torn socks

And all those frills

Your gait like a mares is

And mine like a drunk

Sailor

Fumbling towards a dark future

And what are we doing now in a world

A world half broken

Going through half just half of the motions

And what

Makes a man you ask

Strong limbs

Or his featured cap

Well I just say none of that

Surely it's you because I had a death wish

A call card to a dark abyss

I choked in a gasp of it

And then I found you

Such a brave swimmer

And you pulled me with you

And where are we going now in a world

A world half broken

Back to the ocean back to the open ocean