From Outside A Window Sill

Door shut, but we're looking in From outside a window sill Shadow moving through a mist They keep on just moving past the house Home is what I want and what I need Need, I need, need Some kind of dangerous conditions for, um, a flock of geese A flock of geese on the third street Buzzing when the air is hot The scent will just pass you down And humans and the critter sounds They're crawling and thrashing all around