Diane Cluck A Phoenix & Doves
all my delight
came out like a hock coughed up in the mornin'
saw in the light
what colors i didn't know how should i call them
saint someone said
to "die daily"--die daily implies be born daily
open my head--
a phoenix & doves fly out in the morning
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
out in the day, now
what bird-dogs suss me out in the field, yo
up from the ground
how i hear them snapping up at my heels, yo
hot on my head
what light makes the heat makes the fire makes the ash
oh i thought i was dead
a phoenix & doves fly out in the morning
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
saint someone said
to "die daily"--die daily implies be born daily
open my head
a phoenix & doves fly out
a phoenix & doves fly out
a phoenix & doves fly out
a phoenix & doves fly out
