Stealth of a Stork - Wire

Feeling the strain but supporting the action

One-legged surveillance and the stealth of a stork

Probing the shallows and measuring the depth

He catches a morsel he’s bound to regret.

Change!

Bleaching the bones, false nails and extractions

Arriving in port on the eve of a storm

Hugging the shadows, collecting a debt

Nothing’s immortal, it’s so hard to forget.

Change!

Backing your instincts but slow to react

An innocent bystander but witness to the fact.

Change!

Feeling the strain, hard to walk away