Mermaid Slur

Is this the desperate mile?

Are the seagulls hungry still?

Did the pond run out of water?

Turn into a motorway?

Did the forest see itself slaughtered and modelled into decay?

Did the kitten pur?

Did the mermaid slur?

I can't see a wind of wind of a way

We wonder then thunder

Winding road old cold abode

Under mountain snow and howling skies

Where it is grey but to survive first you must be alive

Pinch your skin and look within

Find a thought and a fish finger, baked beans upon your plate, its gotten late again

Why did the wilderness weep tonight?

Do you know the way out?

Do you know the way out?