A Murmuration of Starlings on Blackpool Pier - Membranes

A starling murmuration is painting pictures in the sky

A shoal of feathery fish shimmers and flickers

Dancing around the fleshy tower and the discarded knickers

Illicit snogs 'neath skeleton Victoriana

As a backdrop of birds is arriving above ya

There’s a murmuration of starlings on Blackpool Pier

There’s a murmuration of starlings on Blackpool Pier

A thrilling exaltation, a swooping mass of fowl

As the birds blacken the sky like a feathery funeral shroud

A couple’s impervious lust serenades their seaside hosts

A shrill cacophonous cloud, a wild spectacle

Quick-step breath reaches for a natural high

The thundering birds celebrate the iron sky

There’s a murmuration of starlings on Blackpool Pier

There’s a murmuration of starling on Blackpool Pier

I was a salt baby born B-side by the C-side

Illuminate the gloom with fish 'n' finger pies

I remember the day they invented sunshine

Lost in the ozone of the tangerine skies

The air is brooding and the sunsets are here

The Victorians built the future when the future had no fear

There’s a murmuration of starlings on Blackpool Pier

There’s a murmuration of starlings on Blackpool Pier