dall’ep “Jean the birdman”

Like a black crow standing
On a sea of shells
She’s blessed by magic
And the sound of liberty’s bells
I’ll raise the curfew and sit by her door
She’s been through this world before

Out in the snowfields
Coyote tracks
She calls out its name
With the words I lack
And it turns its head
And howls to the moon
She’s gonna be leaving me soon

She’s giving me questions
And quizical looks
She tears up my papers
And burns all my books
They gave her nothing
She didn’t already know
She’s getting ready to go

Down in the basement
Among her things
I opened her boxes
And found all her rings
I offered her money
She said “They’re not for sale”
She guards her secrets well

Somebody saw her
Down on the beach
I followed her footsteps
But they ended at the sea
Still when she found out
She goes and raises hell
She guards her secrets well

Each face is a mirror
Reflecting her own
She squanders affection
And rarely goes home alone
But I wouldn’t ask for anything
If only she’d tell me it’s through
She guards her secrets too

Like a black crow standing
On a sea of shells
She’s blessed by magic
And the sound of liberty’s bells
And I’ll raise the curfew and sit by her door
She’s been through this world before