Birdland

His father died Left him a little farm in New England All the long black funeral cars left the scene And the boy was just standing there alone Looking at the shiny red tractor Him and his daddy used to sit inside And circle the blue fields and grease the night It was if someone had spread butter on all the fine points of the stars 'Cause when he looked up they started to slip Then he put his head in the crux of his arm And he started to drift, drift to the belly of a ship Let the ship slide open, and he went inside of it And saw his daddy 'hind the control board streamin' beads of light He saw his daddy 'hind the control board And he was very different tonight 'Cause he was not human, he was not human Little boy's face lit up with such naked joy That the sun burned around his lids and his eyes were like two suns White lids, white opals, seeing everything just a little bit too clearly And he looked around and there was no black ship in sight No black funeral cars, there was nothing except for him, the raven And fell on his knees and looked up and cried out No, daddy, don't leave me here alone Take me up, daddy, to the belly of your ship Let the ship slide open and I'll go inside of it Where you're not human, you are not human But nobody heard the boy's cry of alarm Nobody there 'cept for the birds around the New England farm And they gathered in all directions, like roses they scattered And they were like compass grass coming together into the head of a shaman bouquet Slit in his nose and all the others went shooting And he saw the lights of traffic beckoning like the hands of Blake Grabbing at his cheeks, taking out his neck All his limbs, everything was twisted and he said I won't give up, won't give up, don't let me give up I won't give up, come on, I won't give up, I won't give up Take me up fast, take me, take me up quick Take me up quick, take me up, up to the belly of a ship Let the ship slides open and I go inside of it, where I am not human I am not human I am helium, raven, so this movie is mine So he cried out as he stretched the sky Pushing it all out like latex cartoon, am I all alone in this generation? Am I all alone We'll just be dreaming of animation night and day And won't let up, won't let up and I see them coming in Oh, I couldn't hear them before, but I hear 'em now It's a radar scope in all silver and all platinum lights Moving in like black ships, they were moving in, streams of them And he put up his hands and he said, "It's me, it's me I'll give you my eyes, oh please, please take me up Don't leave me, please don't leave me here The sun, the sign, the cross Like the shape of a tortured woman, the true shape of a tortured woman The mother standing in the doorway letting her sons No longer presidents but prophets They are gonna run through the fields dreaming in animation It's all gonna split his skull It's gonna come out like a black bouquet shining Like a fist that's gonna shoot them up Like light, like Mohamed Boxer Take them up up up up up up Up, up to the belly of a ship Let the ship slide open and I'll go inside of it Where we are not human, we're not human Well, there was sand, there were tiles The sun had melted the sand and it coagulated Like a river of glass When it hardened he looked at the surface He saw his face And where there were eyes were just two white opals, two white opals Where there were eyes there were just two white opals And he looked up and the rays shot And he saw, raven comin' in And he crawled on his back and he went up Up up up up up up Sha da do wop, shaman do way, sha da do wop, shaman do way Sha da do wop, shaman do way, sha da do wop, shaman do way We like Birdland