Bird Dream of the Olympus Mons

Speed leaving without

warning

I need some place to sleep tonight

blowing in the rocking of the pine

speed leaving without warning

the sunlight is going

into the mountain

I will crawl

into the mountain

sun shines in the rusty morning

skyline of the olympus mons

I think about it sometimes

sun shines in the rusty morning

once I had a good fly

into the mountain

I will fall.