[Intro] [Build] [Verse 1] (softly, tense) Cold on my neck the width of a hand Iron blooms behind my teeth My sacrum cracks, the zipper opens Something below will not stay beneath [Pre-Chorus] (building) The vertebrae walk like fingers down keys The wings unroll like a fern in the dark Twelve feet of leather catch the air And the roof lets me through, it knows my mark [Chorus] (belted, full band) Eleven forty-seven, I am two Half in the cane and half at prayer I fly because I cannot stop flying Stay in the salt, I am not there [Verse 2] (softly) A farmer sleeps in the bamboo shelter His grief runs sweet, the hunger climbs I bank away, I will not begin with him The fruit bat tastes of santol rinds [Bridge] (half-time, sparse then build) Below me my own hips kneel in the ring The salt she laid without telling me Stay in the salt, the animal says Padaba, you ate, go home, be free [Chorus] (full, powerful) Eleven forty-seven, I am two Half in the cane and half at prayer The body signed a contract I did not Welcome home, apo. I am there. [Outro] [End]
