Black Kite

Fuck those crowing crows, nicotine stains my throat

On a slow moving boat, I move, looking for you

And down the river along the sea

Up in the sky a big black kite follows

Stranger with skin pale as the moon

Who woke me in my hotel room

On my made connection to an unknown world

I'm hoping to find you

Down the mountain, pear and apple trees

Up in the breeze, a big black sheet falling

Empty park so lifeless and quiet, walk it every day

On my way to Chinatown to buy presents for my love

Black kite black kite black kite

Telephone beside my bed, will it ever ring?

Paper laying at my door, air outside the window

Black kite black kite black kite