starling
Starling you were right I am the jealous kind
whoever would have guessed
Starling now I am shut out and confined
even within my nest
what, what does it take to make it through another day?
if a feather lined with his words becomes a blade
Starling when he screams he screams in black and white
just like the magpie
shattered night then I woke
not to a lonely lark but to a raven’s cry
if a feather lined with his words becomes a blade
then what, what will it take to make it through another day?
so when they play, play the song
sing along
it could be your turn to shine
if you know the lines
hey what’s that you say
“You can find, find him on line
most of the time these days”
“Is that right,” I say.
you were right Starling
