“Birds of Prey”

Birds of prey repopulate
In the privacy of shade machinations stray
Warm blood’s dripping in the undertow
Saturation’s nascent, but I feel the heat grow
Through the stations, through the stations
Birds of prey moving up on me
Moving up on me, moving up on me
Birds of prey

Makeshift spaces on the concrete coasts
Ghost town gutters catch the sun and rust
In lanes adjacent to the bubbling swamp
Saturation’s nascent, but I feel the heat grow
Moving up on me, moving up on me, moving up on me
Birds of prey
Birds of prey
Moving up on me

Moving up on me, moving up on me

Birds of prey repopulate in the dirty shade, in the dirty shade

Pirate radio glimmers in the everglades
The lives align and navigate
To the stations, habitations
To the stations
Birds of prey repopulate in the dirty shade, in the dirty shade
Birds of prey repopulate in the dirty shade, in the dirty shade
Saturation’s nascent, but I feel the heat grow
Moving up on me, moving up on me
Moving up on me, moving up on me