Kid

Sally we’ve been falling
Into a limestone riverbed
Roots that in the cliff-side
Give up growing when I grab on the way down
But I woke sharp and hungry
Still as summer in the afternoon
Raised up from the water
But brother couldn’t carry me
But I’ll find my own way out of here
I’ll find my own way out of here
Later in the hallway
Killing crickets with my oldest friends
We laughed free and feral
In the power of our innocence
Is this so cruel?
How fare you?
But I’ll find my own way out of here
I’ll find my own way out of here
Is this so cruel?
How fare you?
But I’ll find my own way out of here
I’ll find my own way out of here
But I’ll find my own way out of here
I’ll find my own way out of here
January grows so strange and dangerous
Feral children hide their songs in all of us