You perch on a rusted black wire
The asphalt is humming like fire
Your feathers are silver and gray
You watch as the headlights all sway
You catch the pink glow in your eye
A flicker against a dark sky
You hover where cold currents blow
The only bright thing that you know
The vending machine hums a tune
Beneath a pale sliver of moon
You tilt your head slow to the sound
While heavy tires grip the ground
The motel has salt on the floor
A guest slams a heavy oak door
You blink at the buzzing blue light
The king of the wide open night
You catch the pink glow in your eye
A flicker against a dark sky
You hover where cold currents blow
The only bright thing that you know
Your talons are gripping the steel
The wind is the only thing real
You wait for the engine to stall
You wait for the heavy rain fall
The bus pulls away from the curb
The stillness is easy to curb
You dive through the chemical haze
A ghost in a flickering maze
You catch the pink glow in your eye
A flicker against a dark sky
You hover where cold currents blow
The only bright thing that you know
Just a flash of pink in the gray
Before you fly quickly away
Fly far away
