I Know Where the Canaries and the Crows Go

Why can't we let our mouths devour each other?

Why can't we turn those miles into inches

Letters into breath, years into seconds?

(We always said we'd return to the candy coated jungle.)

We always said that we would return

To see what kind of orchard our heart seeds grew

I know where the canaries go

I know where the crows go

So pick up the fucking phone

I wrote you a letter just the other day my friend, It said

"tonight my body lays crucified under the cactus our love grew

Tonight black feathers will float from the sky like it's raining lies

Tonight my lungs are hanging from a telephone wire

Choking on the broken digits of a dial tone

(Tonight telephone booths and trucks gawk

As my ribcage snaps and snarls like a venus fly trap.)

Where did our hearts go?

Where did our hearts go?

Where did the crows go?

Our mouths are limp mouths

We said we'd return for our petrified hearts

Put our name to the parchment made a pact in the dark

Gauze gagged beaks may pump

And beat but sealed inside are secrets screaming to speak

(So open up your chest and let the birds free

So meet me under the deserted desert tree

We'll eat sand crumpets and drink cactus tea

Well pretend this dirt is sea.)

We ate the white from the wedding

Ate the sheets from the bedding

Ate the smiles off our children

Ate the leather off our birth skin

Have we wasted our whole lives

Sucking candy coated bullets from the chemical gun?

Every car that passes on this crooked highway bears your face on its grill

Every headlight casts your shadow onto my open heart vigil

I know where the canaries go

I know where the crows go

They go into fucking skeletons