The Rarest Birds

In this town, forget who you are

Remembering who you were meant to be

Find yourself bearing easy

Mercury aside a Lurex sea

Such cloth is this

It's thread for a party dress

The lights are strung like pearls

So offer your throat

And if we hang, then we hang in the stars

Take my hand and come

Be the hostess girl

Skip a grace note on your heel

To whichever hymn you please

For the Rarest Birds are these

Navigate the city walks

By dove-grey gum constellations

There the twins and there the plough

And now I'm at your door

Seeing you through your window

Fixing your hair for grey

Pulling at your face

Trying not to frown like this

And you hold up your party dress

The lights on strings like pearls

Let's take on the night

And if we hang, then we hang in the stars

Hold my hand and come

Be the fairground girl

We can walk the fairground town tonight

Hung up by a breeze

As high as you please

Hiss the kittens away

They'll know something some day

It's only ground that they see

For the Rarest Birds are these

To whichever sky they please