We’d step through the door between stars and the light
That was shining down on pool tables, souls and fights
Oh, what a rush to be in your sight
As the smoke hung low and I strutted from side to side
I was a fancy pigeon that’s trying to catch your eye
Our part of town has been quantified
And cordoned off by street names and picket lines
We can retreat into our minds
And let loose a hammer to strike out against our times
I was a fancy pigeon that’s trying to catch your eye
A vanishing line between the road and a life
Was stretched out along many paths I’d travelled twice
If you could say it I would move in kind
And go back home as fast a bird can fly
I was a homing pigeon with your face on my mind
There are so few words
We stepped through the door between the stars and the light
That was shining down on the make of your soul and mine
We can retreat into our minds
And touch our heads together for one more time
I’ll say it again, you’ll be alright
I may not believe but I mean it with all my might
A hospital bed is no place to die
Cut me here, I am sustenance, I am blind
I’m a feeding pigeon with my breast for your life
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