Don't let the birds nest in your eyes
Weaving in and out of cities
Waking up in a phantom dream of a phantom dream
Protecting the tongue in the clash of teeth and teeth
Wandering through holes of blue-violet halo or gold
Dancing on a stage where dance doesn't belong
Even along the green filaments of light you can't escape where you want to go
Even if you can't escape
Don't let the birds build nests in your eyes