Beat those desperate wings just to maintain In a glorious blaze of feathers and flames Ashes from the meat will form a dead beach but We could scream a sun to terrify the sea and Turn the dirt to glass and wake the deceased Our hollow bones line the inside frames of stolen BMX bikes Wake and then sing Where there's an end there must be a beginning Time likes to watch me Struggling Time likes to watch me Struggling Time likes to watch me Time likes to watch me A chrysalis formed for orchids moaning Begging the sun to bring the morning Missing the point, the signs, the warnings Don't go to sleep Don't go to sleep