What If

What if End was Begin?

Then would men be like mothers?

And the falling of others would be like

The first leaves of flowers

What if darkness was light?

Under cover of bright

We'd stalk our prey

They can't see in the day, it's too white

Oh, life

Dying out

And the oceans

Turn to clouds

Soggy birds

Raining down

From the sky

Having drowned

Oh, it's not

What you think

It's a memory bank

And it's living

In our mouths

So open wide

She's coming out