When Mute Tongues Can Speak - The Posies

When mute tongues can speak

And relate their need

I make fun of skins laying in a dark room

In a piglet’s eye

If the dream had wings

Then the nest of feathers could freeze without them

I never knew how to fear correctly

When we were seven we would hit directly

By some misgiving that you dealt ineptly

All was forgiven when you knelt to help me

See the boy of smiles

With the teardrop shape

Shuddering and crying with the wind knocked from him

And the kids just stare

Is this guy for real

Some mistakes are all too apparent

It’s nothing personal--just a lousy memory

Dissected birds are my adopted family

I pool myself until I see anemones

All was forgiven when you knelt to help me

In a can of boys

Across a crowd of thorns

Everyone is laughing all expensive painful

Windbreaker is torn

Friendly tree has scars

Experience is necessary to be normal

I never knew how to fear correctly

When we were seven we would hit directly

By some misgiving that you dealt ineptly

All was forgiven when you knelt to help me

It’s me