Birds of a feather

That secret smell of yours
I wouldn't wash into eternity
to have it linger sweetly coarse
so that it'd be a part of me

what you gain on the roundabouts
you also will gain out on the swings
so for a moment in sweet time
we were like ageing queen and king

         with our
         hearts expanding wildly
         but not about to break
         standing high on a hill
         acting out our will
         we are
          birds of a feather
          being blown away
          when we get together
          we are just
          blown away (3x)

I was back at the crossroads
pantomiming with you
some return to forever that
and some sweet revenge for truth

in a crazy insect world
I crawled my way back to you
if cowgirls like what cowboys do
you'll be a creepy-crawler too

           refr.


1979. Eskdalemuir (Schotland). Angie