Mermaid Slur - SikTh

Is this the desperate mile?

Are the seagulls hungry still?

Did the pond run out of water?

Turn into a motorway?

Did the forest see itself slaughtered

And modelled to decay?

Did the kitten pur?

Did the mermaid slur?

I can’t see a wind of wind of a way

We wander then thunder

Winding road old cold abode

Under mountain snow and hollow skies

Where is the grey but to survive first you must be alive

Pinch your skin and look within

Find a thought and a fish finger

Baked beans upon your plate

It’s gotten late again

Where did the wilderness weep tonight?

Do.

You.

Know.

The.

Way.

Out?

Do you know the way out?